The Kid

Growin' up, black and blue, that shit eats away at you Beat up when I go to school, beat up by my father too Livin' life in a haze, dug myself a shallow grave Probation on Saturday's, can't look in my mother's face Sellin' drugs on the street, won't give no apology 'Cause I am what the universe made me Take a step back and put your hands up, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid Drinkin' slow, dyin' fast, fill me up another glass Gotta make it outta here, can't become my biggest fears Spendin' nights in a cell, built my own version of hell No one comes to bail me out, better shut your fuckin' mouth Livin' low, gettin' high, watch my crooked soul die I do what I gotta do to get by Take a step back and put your hands up, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid How did I get to be— (so low?) How did I get to be—so low? Fallin' 'part at the seams, feel my ugly veins bleed I am what this crooked world made me Take a step back and put your hands up, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid No, nothin's gon' stop this kid