So much pain in my heart
that I think of the bleeding it out...
So much drama living here,
Hells pretty near...
Shoot and run,
drop him to the floor, make him cry, for your boys...
This is a poem i wrote for my mom on christmas...
what i want for christmas...
I see Shinar rise to power
Bringing the likes of Shinab over...
The hurt;
the pain...
When they were handin out wishin; I must not have...
Life is a tough and confusing place, so many...
so many ways,i think of everything, staring in a...
Since i was young ive wanted a happy ending
to ride off into the sunset...
Brown Flag Hangin,
Gang bangin...
Always been different
Looking at reality...
One, two, three
Time is passing by...