Is it money and women,funny beginning's tragic ending's I can make a million and still not get enough of spendin' And since my life is based on sinnin',I'm hell bound Rather be buried that be worried,livin' held down My game plan to be trained in Military mind of a thug lord sittin' in a cemetery cryin I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus Ballin' as a youngster wondering if he see's us Young black males Crack sales got me three strikes Livin' in jail this is hell enemies die Wonder when we all pass,is anybody listnin' Got my hands on my semi shotty,everybody's snitchin' Please god can you understand me,bless my family Guide us all before we fall into insanity I'm makin' a point to make my beatin' bumpin' raw life Drop some shit to make these stupid bitches jaw tight