Back in the day, when we had nothing. And shit was fucked up without a buck. But who cared, gave a shit. Childhood lost and I grew up quick. . Hope for the best but expect the worst.
I draw my line in the sand. And this is where I intend to stand. And that's my plan. You want to snatch what's mine? I'll thrash your hand. . Y'all don't know me like that my friend.