None of us know the future and the will to beI can't seem to shake my past and it's killing meI read my story through the eyes of a children seeFrom the out lookin' in and I can't believe it's really meI'm poised from the noise that I voiced as a boyBut the void got so big it destroyed himEveryone he ever loved fed him poisonHis misery is full of [?] and his only joy is sinTortured by forces he never had a choice inGave away his toys and he never had a fortuneWhat if it had said to him his medicine was cautionHe was twisted he'd just drink itHe would risk it if he lost itHe was vicious and resistantHe was pissed unrealisticNihilisticHe's no victimHe was quick to see an exitHe hates it and escapes it but he makes it cause he gets itIt makes him so upset that he prays that he forgets itThe only place I feel at home is when I'm on tourMy mother's lies are in the eyes of every blonde whoreJesus Christ please listen to me once moreBefore I pack my bags up and head off for the front doorWhat am I dying for I'll only know if I find the cure I can't let me down, no way no howI need to breatheCause I can't right now and I will somehowBut don't wait for me I was born in the jungle with the tigers and the lionsSpawned from the sides of hunger and defianceFed up with the liars, I would run up on the giantsHoldin' irons with the silencer, unafraid of violenceIt's an honorIt's a promiseIt's an iron fistIt's the systemIt's the missionIt's defianceIt's a dying bitchThe king of everything else, I told you I am itI live for this, I die for this, I dig a ditch and lie in itCause I don't give a shit I'm fucking buying itGet high and buy a rope, I'm dopey and supplyin' itThe Gs and the OGs sees how I'm eyein' itYou're whole steeze OC, get high with your highnessMy rhymes got the mindless behindYour honor, a army, obstacle, mountain, I climbed itHell is hot, so the jealous plots I don't mind itCrime is time, listen, I'm a product of the violenceSo now this is hell and I'm ready for warBack off the magnum and fightin' like never beforeBack on the map, lightin' up bricks of C4Writtin' my comeback, I'mma make em sick to see GeorgeLightin' on drum tracks with the bum rap but I done thatCause I was fed to the wolves back as a young catSo much pain in my paint but I'm regaining my strengthPlease somebody please try and say that I ain'tI'm defiant