This is a song about "Was i right was i wrong"

She never realize how bad she did me wrong,she never cared until i was gone

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

And they were right, truth is i was still a virgin

My talent should take me places i've never been

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

All you did was give me pain, thinking about all i did wrong

If there was a time i was ever gonna quit it would be right now

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

The street light was lit on the wrong pole;i drift in the depths of dark

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Do me wrong or do me right, i just hope i was worth your time

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

I always made sure there was a small space around like i was in the wrong place