This is a song about "Love heartache hopes and dreams"

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

Hopes you slip off your path and lies behind its mask with a jeering

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

I was a reckless teen, with wild hopes and dreams,

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

With scars apon my wrists and razors in my dreams

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

And find you're looking back in hopes the memories remember you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I remember we were broke as ever, but love kept our hopes up