Yo living in these times of life is getting hecticWe got that [?] method to survive the head tripsI wonder every day if this is how it was meant to beLooking at society, police always eying mePlus my girlfriend keeps trying me (where the fuck you going?)She thinks she can buy meTo [?] up the mind seePretty soon she's gonna be crying seeWhen I have to tell her about these kids on the way from these other broadsShit's about to get [?]Everybody makes mistakesSome make more than othersA statistic like crackhead mothers[?] in the guttersA-train pumping needles in their veinsTrying to maintain while [?] weight gameThe situation's from taking the wrong pathIt'll lead you to your doom from not doing the mathAm I confused orYo nigga refuse to be a breakdancerBut now he's lying up dying of cancerDoctors can't find the answerHe used to smoke mad cigarettesNigga get like three packs a day and straight smoke em awayNow he gotta pay run away to go outWasn't about the game on the [?] getting the ho outThat's just the clock [?] from going raw skinShe still hoin' the pastor monk's menLookin' all fly but you can't tell from the size of the thighsWaiting for you is a deadly surpriseMy niggas ain't listening stillCause y'all blindedYou got your mind washed[?] one-sidedAm I confused or