Niggaz don't treat me right, they fuck with my emotions
the tears i shed can cause bigger scenes than waves in oceans
dont wanna let my fears get to my head i'm just tryna get by
wanted to talk to someone about my problems no1 would reply
thoughts about death in my mind, wanna commit suicide
couldnt be happy not once can't even elevate my pride
my real friends turned fake animosity from them bitches
the ones who kept my heart filled secrets turned to snitches
fights all around town i just feel like breaking a bitch face
spent 2 years in the crazy house, 2 years of my life went to waste
the hospitals i been to all suggested i should be on medication
on my private schedule to myself i had hard thoughts along with meditation
can't balance a happy mood in between the hatred in my eyes
even tried to kill my nigga because he told a few pety ass lies
don't wanna face a life in prison want my life to exceed free
how can i walk the streets proud if the police wont let me be
like the stars in the sky i try to keep myself high and shine brightly
whatz to have a good attitude about if i cry my eyes out nightly
when i was strapped down on that bed i thought about my baby who died
did the court think i was guilty or not the shit wasnt even justified
now i pray to myself through out my days to get my act together
to go through it all strong even if its stormy or rainy weather........