When I was 12 years old, I dreamed of becoming a worldwide traveler. I hoped to walk amongst the animals, and maybe visit Canada

Times have changed since then, and now my focus is based on credit Busy saving money just to pay some bills off and eating off debit

The life I live is really not extraordinary, and to most people scraping from the bottom of the barrel is ordinary.

Who picks and chooses who lives and who dies?
Don’t get shit confused when you can’t lter the truth through the lies

Most dudes can’t focus; the pressure is immense which makes it hard to decide Real niggas keep they chin up and stare a thug in his eyes.