Damn...

[Slader]

Child complications and a dose of cocaine

Just another combination for mental pain

Ya think ya gonna grow up to be a star

But sorry, u aint gonna be the one driving the fancy car

Just another nigga workin the drive thru

Watchin sucess pass right by you

You ask god for a pass

But again my bad rejection alwayz lasts

You try to see your past

But you cant behind the mask

So your only task

Is to empty that flask

Going back to class

Knockin out in the middle of lab

Hopin you dont get crabs

Off the bitch at the party

"Didnt mean to it was all the barcardi"

Your homeboy comes around talkin all that smack

Couple days later he gets shot up, bullets to his back

You turn to dope

Cuz you cant find hope

Walkin the streets lookin for coke

You got a tail

Picks you up and throws your ass in jail

Livin life in a cell

Hopin you die and go to hell

Cuz the inmates are starting to smell

Suddenly you think

"How did i end up here it was all a blink"

What happend to skatin at the ice rink

Chillin with your girl, kickin it with the homies

Makin fun of the dope fiends

Stayin low key

Listenin to Cds

When offered drugs nigga please

I dont need no weed

You did the deeds and ended up wrong

Now you the theme to my song

Cell door unlocks

Officer checks out the cot

Your comin with me whether you like it or not

Takes you to the entrance

Of the whole detention

You free to go son "Stop Lynchin"....

Edited January 15, 2010 by Slader