1st Verse

Ross was the youngest one – but just as troublesome

Succumbs to drugs and guns – freshman 14

Ran with the mischievous – hoodlums to stick up kids

Went on to do a bit – senior year 17



Just another hard-headed kat with hood etiquette

One thing in mind – gotta get mine yo

Yours, hers and his – poverty encourages

The pressure from one's peers – want the girl – get the 
gear



Failing every course – I wasn't built for sports

Skinny, awkward guy that got high to stay occupied

40's, old E, st. ides – mushrooms, acid I tried

Add in ego and pride – the making of Senim's 
frankenstien



But there's more to the story – I gave a fuck for 
authority

Shit…they never did for me – teenage minority – I acted 
accordingly

Mama, papa don't know me – new shoes, new clothes I 
stole these

Disguised good guy – supposing – til that day I met 
them police



Always after some thing – with the same city lights 
watching over

I guess it's just a human thing – everybody wanna be 
the king



Chorus

I got 20 dollar dream – just a penny a time

Getting high off remains of the day

See the pot don't boil if there ain't no fire

So I'm a burn til I burn away



If I'm a lost cause baby – don't you try to find me

I dun made up my mind I'm gonna stay

If living less than capital is more than enough

More than enough – ain't enough for me

I'm still – trying to find a better way



2nd Verse

It ain't me – it ain't me

I ain't no senator's son – I ain't no fortunate one

Fortunately I ain't get caught with the gun

I walked down 2 and change – got home 19 – still young



On the surface – the pious, righteous, Islamic 
observant

Til faced with temptation – the apple, the serpent - 
Got took by the current dog

A lack of work – the cause – brought me back to serving

The law – was no deterrent – more concerned with having 
room & board

And meanwhile – this girls having my child

I'm digging the sound of daddy – but dad ain't got no 
gig steady



Pushing up in a broke chevy –musical career – I'm 
betting

That kid can't eat good intentions – you'll need a plan 
b

Come in reality – over me like a stampede

Too late be a lawyer/doctor – kats dig your raps

But your music ain't popular



Life is so touch and go – bullethead Mr. Poe

One minute invincible – then skid row miserable



Always after some thing – with the same city lights 
watching over

I guess it's just a human thing – everybody wanna be 
the king



Chorus

Same