I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine
All my life ive been around crime, niggas sellin a dime, to pay rent on time,
A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough
Sense good times coming lately ive had it rough
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader
He couldn't be hard if he had steel for a chest
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
I had a hard childhood,
My nigga, no hook
But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart
A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,
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