For quiet times disappear listen to the ocean

Institutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble.

Burnin' churches, fearin' God, Who can be so cruel, We all ignorant to AIDS, Till it happens to you.

I wake up in the morning and ask myself; is life worth living? Should I blast myself?

I struggle to be rugged and raw dude, trying to survive in the trials and lawsuits, Everybody wants to test me, WHY ME?

Everybody against me. Why? Why me? I have not brought violence to you. I have not brought Thug Life to America. I didn't create Thug Life. I diagnosed it.

I'm not perfect. But I'll always be real