More about me: Psalms 23:1 "As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death"
I take a look at my life and realize there's nuttin left Cause I've been blastin and laughin so long that Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me being treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool I'm the kinda guy that little homies wanna be like On my knees in the night
Sayin prayers in the street light ;)
