[Verse 1]
   I can't take anymore I'm gettin' depressed
   And I feel this stress inside my chest
   Its gonna explode I gotta load of shit on my mind I'm tryin' to find
   The answers to the things I need to succeed or survive
   I'm tryin' to strive, but I wonder why
   Is it so rough, I gotta see defeat and times are tough
   And I don't want him to see his daddy gettin' takin' away in hand coughs
   It's all this stuff, these city kids they keep it real
   But not keepin' it real, is talkin' shit and packin' steel
   What's the deal? That's how you represent? not me
   I keep it real wit my family and I take responsibility
   But I can understand why niggaz buck
   Cuz it's a fucked up world
   But what if your stray bullet ever hits a little girl
   I think about this shit as years go by like minutes
   I know it's bad now, but it's only the beginning
   Media tells me its better, but I see its gettin' worse
   I wanna ride around in limos, but I'm headin' for a hearse
   Suicide obeys my mind and sometimes I think it's over
   I don't trust no one so I'm on point just like a cobra
   Even if I know ya I don't trust ya cuz I cant
   You give ya soul to people and they just take advantage
  
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   [Verse 2]
   Negative vibes vibrate through my speaker
   See the way I rhyme I should be sayin' somethin' deeper
   My tape that gets possessed by evil demons actin' ill
   Teachin' kids how to rob, carry guns, sell drugs, and kill
   I real artist, kick soul from the heart
   Does art imitate life, or does my life imitate art
   If it's a part of your life express it, but don't glamorize
   This influence on young minds wanna do the shit I rhyme
   Now that I'ma parent its apparent I should recognize
   Negative affects that this has in my childs eyes
   I apologize to my family and pride
   And all the young teens I left emotionally scarred
   I can't take no more of the guilt paranoia
   Never be a doctor, or a cop or not a lawyer
   The only thing I got in this world is makin' music
   I'd rather rap about abusive shit than go and do it
   But at the same time I write lines when I write these rhymes
   I'm a grown man and a father am I wastin' my time
   Should I just stop and maybe change my flow
   I don't know, I'm at a crossroad I gotta choose where to go
   I am not the man I was when I started this shit
   Allota this shit, I see means the harder I spit
   But since then I got a son who looks up to me
   The image that I'm givin' man it kinda fucks with me
   Torn between a gimmick and respect from my seed
   Well there ain't no competition I ain't driven by greed
   So this is it, all the horror, the violence, the gore
   I leave it behind I can't take it no more
  
   [Chorus]