And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that
The blood in his veins made him stick to a blue tat
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Unorthodox pops left me and he made me the man in the family
But now in the end i understand that it made me tougher
I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker
The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate
To not die in sorrow cause of all the mistakes that i made
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Raised in the streets , so i tell them mesa made me.
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this
I done made sacrifices for solutions now i feel alone in the trenches
She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep
Made in the underworld where the ghetto girls creep
My life was the slightest haze in spite of the life they made
Put it on everything, history i'mma make
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