Penitentiary Chances

Most people starve their whole Life….

Striving for something Different…

Both Human Difference is u ain’t Really been Hungry, Re -Up in my Jawline learned me to Speak Money,

Trailer Court, Trap House or Project Complex,

Emerge from them All and Never Lost Context, Pillar in my community Failed too nock me Down, Ariel views Hit different Climbing from da Underground,

Legend in my Past, Present and the Moment, Itching for a Flex Like Show Me Opponent,

Paid Dues Never Paid Views News to A Few But the Realest hear my Stomach Groaning,

If the block was a Highschool I’m da valedictorian, plethora of Hoes even Some orients,

Defiance of authority like I ain’t doing that, neighborhoods minority swearing A Honky Black,

Daddy Was dope fiend but mama had our Backs,

Me and all my siblings Fighting over Few Scraps,

All Fax No Office Depot Know a Few Grittas Dat Loss More then a Load on the last Depot,

Small Circle No Reco Velcro With the G Code,

Leaking Out that Weak Throat,

Dome Shot from a Car Window Distance of a Free-throw He Go,

C Lo Green Crip Dolla’s On the Under Moving YadaMean,

Death On Mind But ain’t Tryning Die Broke, Redundant where I from Every Gunna Want Smoke,

I’m just Trying Live…..Get bags Bring em it Back to the Ones that Never Switched….

Death On Mind But ain’t Tryning Die Broke, Redundant where I from Every Gunna Want Smoke,

I’m just Trying Live…..Get bags Bring em it Back to the Ones that Never Switched….

Victom of My Circumstances Made me Who I am Now……

Penitentiary chances Foe Advances I ain’t Never Took a Hand Out…