Saturday, February 21, 2009

Grew Up, A Screw Up

You see I wanted to grow up and have a family and maybe have alittle bit of humainaty, cuz i was done and fed up with all this fuckin insanaty, It was just to big of a part of me. It was hard you see, to exept these G's.

Hittin up the beach, wit some girls as hot and sweet as a peach. So Then i dried my eyes, took in some lies. Then started to reIlize that this world was to big for a kid my size.

So Mom was right from the start....Grew up a Screw up.So i'm srung up on it like a old baseball mit, Using rap as a kit for these peoms and e-mails i writ.

i'm getting back at the system for all the true crimanals they are missin. See im the type of guy that still likes kissin and aint like them bitches dissin. See i'd have to write for 20x a mile to say that i got some style, Till then im still pretty vile.

I wanna be the kid that Grew up a screw up then hit big and blew up.

Everything i say matters, Its like im leaving a ladder, The only way for you to see whats happening to me and what im tryin to be. Im buyin everything I need, skippin the weed. I feel like im planting a seed for the next year, Instead of leaning on a mirror of my faults, Scars and Iron Bars, That held me back, But now i can see that.....I Grew Up a Screw Up, I was never suppoused to blow.

i Aint believing this shit anymore and puttin more blood on that scar, I'm gon Fuck up till i Put somthing out there thats real, and buy a real fuckin meal...

If You ever see me rollin down the road in a benze, tell me to hop out and walk with some friends.I just wanna make em all smile, and take off a fat pile, and maybe even dail--- up my dad tell em dont be sad cuz your son wont ever been done fighting and will always touch back down like a bolt of Light-a-ning. Going back to jail, well shit---you beter expect to be getting some mail and maybe even a little to put up for sale, and if he tells me i grew up,then ill let him i beleive him....You might have so much to say, But that gun lay, untill another day, Leave it till a warm day in may, when maybe we're all ready to say...We Grew Up Screw Ups.

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