Pops wasn't around one of the reasons why I'm hustlin now
One of the reasons why I'm strugglin now
Wit' three one your own, workin' the night shift and leavin' us home
It's cool mom, I just couldn't finish school mom
Cause' of rappin' cause' of that you 'bout to move mom
Boy make moves mom, soon mom, trying to get us away
From them nosey neighbors and the boys in blue mom
But I remember them times, no food in the crib
Nobody taking timeout schoolin' the kids
In school with the kids they got they Timb's on
Buttered up, it wasn't right
I'm up in there my slim's on button up, it's alright
But they ain't never clown me, they see pain up in me
I had a little Sugar Shane up in me
If I could do it again, I would do it different
Less time spent in prison, more time in religion
Less time talkin' more time listenin'
Learnin', observin' went to school fukked around and been a surgeon
But the hands of time do not go back
And all my nikkaz in the dirt in the box they will not come back
These rhymes be hitting home hard like a motherfukka shyt really resonates with my life growing up .. now Im getting ready for school in a somber state off the strength