2 many thingz in my head,
2 many thingz I did bad.
I wish I could change,
but than I would sitt'n next 2 all tha saints.
Shit being a saint.
A saint I ain't.
I'm just a stressin', hopeless outlaw.
I just work myself up and fall.
I'm into deep.
You can't save me cuz, I'm just 2 deep.
Can't catch no stars,
drive'n stole'n cars.
Drinkin' hard likeurs, smoke'n weed.
And there's no one 2 beat.
Who can I blame?
Shit it's a damn shame.
I hear someone scream my name.
But I never came.
I saw homies bleed.
Couldn't do anything except runnin' true, tha street.
I used 2 hang around with my pack,
but they put a knife in my back.
now I'm mad, insane.
But ey, no one can ever explain.
Cuz I thought it was good.
It was just me against tha hood.