WHAT WAS ON MY HEAD

SO MUCH STRESS I CANT PROGRESS
MOMMA IS ALWAYS SAYING SHE WANTS ME TO BE THE BEST
IM NOT LIKE ALL THE REST
IMA KID NOT MORE BUT MUCH LESS
I KEEP A STRAP BY MY CHEST
AND STAY PUFFING THE BEST

TAKEN THE WEIGHT OFF MY HEAD
I NEED A GIRL "PLEASE BABY TAKE ME AWAY FROM THE QUEST" CUZ EVERYDAY IS A TEST A COMPITION WHOS THE BEST WILL I LOOSE AN BE DEAD HIGH STAKES RUNNING HIGH
KISSING YOU ....WOULD BE MY LAST BREATH
THIS AINT A SIGN OF DEPRESSED BUT A SIGN OF SOME MESS
IM TIRED OF THE SAME SHIT BUT NEVERTHELESS I THANK THE LORD FOR A BREATH EVERYDAY I WAKE AND I DRESS
I LOOK FORWARD TO THE DAY ACCEPT WHEN NIGGAS JUST TEST

I PACK A NINE EVEN AT TIMES WHERE COPS ARE BEHIND
IM LIKE BIZZY BONE CUZ "NOBODY CAN STOP ME" HA HA THATS HOW IT IS REAL TALK ....