I'm 23 Years Old. I

So Much Pressure In This Life Of Mine, I Cry At Times, I Once Contemplated Suicide And Woulda Tried, But When I Held That Nine, All I Could See Was My Mama's Eyes, No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble, Not Knowing It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You.

Some Say The Blacker The Berry, The Sweeter The Juice I Say The Darker The Flesh Then The Deeper The Roots

Things Change That's The Way It Is.

I Didn't Create Thug Life, I Diagnosed It

Reality Is Wrong. Dreams Are For Real.