You want to hear the fucking truth

Yea, They brought me from Juarez

Yea, Fuck You!

I was born in Mexico, Ciudad de Juarez

Momma crossed me through that border now I'm living in the projects

I was raised in Boyle Heights right by Primera Flats

I went to Roosevelt but ditched with my square back

I moved from city to city

Couldn't afford anymore than the rent

My father was stuck on the bottle

He's not even a U.S. Citizen

I'm quite in a predicament

And its not a coincidence

That I'm a minority, But really the system don't make no sense

My brother is up to no good, My brother got into the hood

I really don't know if I should take the chances if I get caught up I'll be done for good

I't don't matter cause I dropped out

I was hanging around with the wrong crowd

But I refuse to let myself drown

Imma do this for myself

I'm a show the world

That I can hold it down, ahhhh!

I got my green card I don't think they can deport me back (na)

I am an immigrant that is just here just chasing my stacks (na)

I don't bet that, I don't got time for no set backs

I gotta wake up and get that, I don't give a fuck I'm a wetback

You want to go deep

I never had a father figure

That something that was fucked up in my life, yea

In this world, The system that we live now and days don't give a fuck

So what do I have to do, I have to struggle

Yea, I know my life is tough

But I don't give a fuck

Cause i always had it rough

I hated the fact that my father was not their enough

And the only thing that I ever wanted was love

When he passed I really didn't take it as well

But life goes on and I adapted myself

And I ain't gonna lie it was hard with no help

And I never thought I would survive in this hell

Yea life's a bitch, I can give two fuck's if your rich

I am the type to light you, and then take all of your money put you in a ditch

I am a pit in the pit, I am sicker than sick

I drink until I'm lit, I don't think I'm gonna quit

These are the times I get to reminisce

The struggle, The trouble, Living in the jungle

I kept it real humble, give thanks to my uncle

I will never crumble, my path is puzzle

I see my vision through the end of the tunnel

When I was born into the hustle

They told me I wouldn't get out of the puddle

I know it ain't easy to juggle

But I did this shit on my own now I'm calling the huddle

I'm glad were I'm at, I don't fuck with no klan

I'm a family man, Being the best that I can

I guess this was always my master plan

Damn, I love my fam

I'll kill for them if you take them away from my hands

Come see if I'm playing, Living my life to the fullest

So I can go out with a BANG!

It's never gonna be straight motha fucka's

Listen to the words that I fucking said

Because I don't know whats going on this world now

But fuck this world

Hahaha

But we made it

You know why?

LOVE!