I walk down the dark streets........looking for a way to get the ends meat..........struggling to find Wat i need........mobbin wit no descent shoes on my feet......gotta make this paper the way i kno how........puttin food on the table to eat......shits hectic......but it aint no disbelief........people always hasslin.......causin me grief......shit needs to stop.....sumones liable ta be 6 deep.......i dont kno how to live life the right way........seems like somethings wrong..........i think about it every day......is this the life i want?........or is there a better way?.......better way to success........i wanna do right...........and get this stress off my chest.......but fur me.........hustling wut i do best.......its jus me bein me.......im tryin to be noticed......wut dnt u see?
