Pain and mistakes make me, its what i harbor
Life is hard, it leaves me scarred and shapes my armor
Been in fights fist, physical, and mental
A little kindle that resembles a sacred torch
vacant thoughts, hatred takes its toll i pay the cost
Growin up i was overweight moms was underpaid
Mills pushed the slaves till the textiles moved away
My text-styles paved the way, i show nothin but elevation
No jail cases, i never pushed the oxy like failed respirations
Besides bundles ive suffered from other struggles
Try to stay humble and subtle but always down to rumble
OCD took my life way back in elementary
My mind on lock like penatenturies, my own worst enemy
I toppled but still hopped over my physcological obsticales
it was probable id fall back into the hospital
Fuck it, ducked it, rather kick the bucket than suffer from it
I held more weight than deep street pharmacists
Too much to harness, other kids were heartless
Killed my self-esteem, my health n dreams shattered
...didnt matter
A long year of limitless dedication................................
Like an economic stimulus i increased inflation
I stay with my cronies who always lift me up n hold me
So before you mug me coldy, at least get to know me