Personified

I'm filled with optimism as I write a composition

That might ease the hunger pains that'll keep me out of prison

Some claim they use to hustle in they verses

I'm cursed with a past addiction of getting paid off crack addictions

Glad I'm living s**t changed I'm looking at flicks of fam who's missing

Some angels some in prison

Sending letters to they girl who endeavor in the world

And like it or not seeks pleasures of the world

I'm fighting with my conscience like rival gangs in Compton

Cuz I don't like a person should I refrain or pop him

I write the trifest verses in the hood I'm like a prophet trying to fight the serpent

And live a thug life I'm determined

To get right like Tony but I don't sniff white

I hit mics straight up no cut my flow just

Improving hip-hop is in a state of disillusion

And I'm a infiltrate the weak

Like my rhyme invigorates the beat like my nine intimidates the street

My mind is deeper than wounds inflicted when I blaze my heat

It was predicted I would come from the slums

And show these fake n***az how it's done uh..

For years n***az glorified the I'll criminal life Personified

I'm just trying to do me stay alive

Get money keep my family tight

Legal Hustle till I die..

I remember rocking the same jeans for the whole weak

Staring at my mother watching her drink her misery

Nothing for me to do God'll see us through

In the ghetto everybody's not me or you

I'm strong minded the rest is blinded

Even through the darkest nights I shine like a diamond

Baby's crying dogs barking in the background you can hear Marvin

Singing the blues some fights you win or you lose

To tell you the truth I ain't into losing

This is a ghetto reunion all my n***az is here

I swear I wish my grandpops was here

To see his baby girl on top

In Heaven I know you watching the s**t don't stop

Biggie and Pac remember forever

We all play hard together let's get money together..