Why am I fighting to live, If I am just living to fight Why am I trying to see. When there aint nothing in sight Why am I trying to give, When no one gives me a try Why am I dying to live, If I am just living to die?

That's what I am, America's nightmare. I am what you made me, the hate and evil that you gave me.

I feel like role models today are not meant to be put on a pedestal. But more like angels with broken wings.

Only God can judge me.

Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?

I'm responsible for what i did. I'm not responible for what every black male did. Yes! I call myself a THUG, because i grew up in the ghetto. And im still standing.

I'm not a gangsta rapper. I rap about things that happen to me. I got shot five times. People was trying to kill me.