This is a song about "Tryin 2 survive in dis game"

Im'a be blunt i ain't tryin to stunt but dis shit needs to stop before it takes a life

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

In jail every 2 weeks/

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Searching for fortune and fame

The realist in the game