They say this open mic, so it's a story I'll tell
I'm a young woman, but done been through some hell
Been on top of the game, and then I fell off
The mistakes I made cost, but it was a never a thought
As I sit and watch muthafuckers at the corner store
Hustlin easy Monday through Friday, then the work come for sure
And what used to be my friend, she now trickin, she a whore
But I can't knock her, cuz like me she human she gotta eat
But she could do somethin' wit herself other than be in the streets
And almost all the dope boys done and got locked up
And I feel enimes near me so my glock stay loaded up
I don't give a fuck, cause at the end of the day I got daughter
And I do what I do, cause I got no other means to support here
A bitch score ain't high enough to get into College
So I remain runnin' these streets, steady obtainin' knowledge
Dress up so pretty and fine lookin' right for interviews
But after I leave, they never get back at me dude
And my whole town lost in this crack epidemic
And I feel like shit 'cause I contribute straight to it
And I talkin' bout burnin', but I help them get high
It hurts me to see some of my best friends cry
So as I sit and sip this liquor
My style is laid back, can you paint a perfect picture?
Like Pac I wish there were better days, but they don't come
Children havin' children, got respect for no one
And I ain't the one to talk, was pregnant at 15
But I stepped up, and to be a mother, I see what it mean
I want my child to grow up with what I think is the ideal life
A neighborhood that ain't the hood, but she can play with blacks and whites
Let's face it we live in a racist world, let's make it or break it
And I was always taught to persue my dreams
But you don't never sleep when you out there servin' fiens
I wish shit would be better, so I could sleep at night
Work 9-5, and just barely get by
At the end of every day I look to the sky
And and I ask God for a better hand 'cause he supposed to be tha man
Like a poker game, I'm bout ready to fold
I'm before my time, or so I'm told
