[Intro]
See to live is to suffer but to survive
Well that's to find meaning in the suffering

[Hook x2]
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

[Verse 1]
I've been through mad different phases like mazes, to find my way
And now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doing something more constructive with their time than bids
I know because I been there
Now I'mma there sit back and look
At what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly shit so I split
And said that I'mma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
Bagging n***as when I caught a buzz
For thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions, prepared my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcing me to be a man
When I was just learning to stand without a helping hand
Damn, was it my fault, something I did
To make a father leave his first kid at seven doing my first bid
Back on the scene at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be living high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about much but my dog
That's my only muthafucka I had offered my last
Just another little n***a headed nowhere fast
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
That ain't the half shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I dared a n***a to touch
Didn't need a clique cause I scared a n***a that much
One deep with the pit starting shit for kicks
Catching Vicks throwing bricks gettin by being slick
Used to get high to get by used to have to puff my L
In the morning before I get fly
Ate something a couple of forties made me hate something
I did some coke now I'm ready to take something
Three years later showing signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side living the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a n***a with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but I'm fucking it up
I'm slippin', I'm falling, I can't get up

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
N***as talking shit was like damn look how that rock got him
Open like a window, no more endo look at a video
Saying to myself that could've been yo
Ass on the TV, believe me, it could be done
Something's got to give, gots to change cause I've got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more getting high drinking forties
So I get back looking type slick again
Fake n***as jump back on my dick again
Nothing but love for those that know how it feel
And much respect to all my n***as that kept it real
Kept a n***a strong, kept a n***a from doing wrong
N***as know who they is and this is yo fucking song
And to my boo who stuck with a n***a through
All the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due
[Hook]

[Outro]
See this is that shit, this is that shit
That all real n***as can relate to
This is from the heart baby
Don't get it twisted
X baby