racisim at an all tyme high and the acodimy fuked up wtf we partyn fo man youll never hear me make no happy jamz these niggas love me fo who i am i get mi muny i go get mi frendz sip on sum drink and roll up in mi nephew u were born dif mama got sugar in her blood streamz coughn up col yellin at the she 50 yrs old n i put this on errthing shednt seen a happy day sence she wuz 17 the mo i smile the mo i hurt i flirt wit the 12 gauge hell they tuk mi tuf itz like the devil when we cum outside i ain t lyin mi niggas pumpin the nine stead they droppin like flies see we livin like larry james see most of a us high im pullin guard from anything u want me ya die mi sister had ona clik mi pistols had ansers thad get us 60 yrs but i ain t wanna see mi uncle had cancer in the dik mi aunty had cancer in the ass she ain t even want a shit died round 1986 niggas all up ta big gee n im broker than a slump bitch y u never hear no happy shit from young mathers man udk the half of it i came up on the block where the killas stay at sumtymes i wish i coud put mi whole life on playback n a two 1 shack they ain t much u can do but get drunk n roll another blunt withchya crew but all the soldiers i feel im due for a blessn late nite toatn a tech jus for protection this world done tought me a lesson i learned from the ogs how to keep mi muny rites in the low keys look at the face of advirsity n laugh at it grand mama died while i wuz on the grind this life iz so tragic cuz i smile doesnt it mean im in a good mood hate ta lose mi mama cuz that lady cooked sum good food n i dnt mean ta b rude but fuk the world all i need is the mom mi son n babygurl niccca only depend on a few in this lifetyme show love cuz u never know when u might die might try ta get mi mama out these projects only live day ta day never known wuts next cuzzin died n a car crash from a broke neck riden n a solen car wit no i d i hate that but thats the way this durty world rotates u gotta take control a ur own life n seal ur own fate mi mama wuz an og mi daddy wuz an og b gentle wit the numbers man alotta folks notice me stuk up on the porch witta country man wunna be older man bout the store cut his stomach on the e mama had an expidition but the munthly fee 453 had ta giv back las week ta big gee ta edgehanger up n dwn all the stress im goin thru never make a happy jam niggas sik a bein broke niggas sik a doin shit man otha mutha fukerz taken the credit for that sux niggas sik a creatin shit man n them muthafukerz u kno captilize over wut they create u kno so wut happnin rite now iz the mob baby the real mob face mi mutha fukn rymes nigga ya kno uhh i nvr make a happy jam cuz there ain t nuthn ta smile about ya kno n if u thinkn a nigga playin keep fukn wit me young mathers bigg gee tha streetz