I come from shootings homocide 

only “real” will survive 

well I’m here to say that’s a lie 

u don’t guns to stay alive 

u don’t need gangs to fill the void 

they leave u like your a toy 

only thing is it will destroy 

education is the way out 

had to learn that from long days out 

came home the lights cut

Mama pain can’t be forgotten 

tear drops fall straight to the floor 

got beat from the ones I call homies 

what happned thought they where u homie 

anyone get betrayed when there money on the line

that’s what it is when u can’t even afford ur phone line 

Never understood what was obvious 

now I’m getting back on feet and that’s obvious 

now I’m deveoded to my craft ain’t no stopping this 

no matter who laughs or doubts 

I’m on a better path