Deep

My real enemy is the inner me And if you don't know me then you ain't a friend to me Nowhere near kin to me yeah that's how I kept it 100 percent or miles per hour That's how much my mind was going Didn't have time to enjoy the good things But I had my moments The stress was building Never smoked but all this bullshit is just got me inching Just a product of some messed up situations in place But it is what it is cuz maybe I'm just bitchin as a kid Maybe not f*ck that nobody ever knew the shit happening at the crib Back when the bass would knock so hard you would hear it from down the block That's how I knew my homies getting close I'm ready like f*ck the ops Ride slow, whipping I'm 15 Sitting shotgun with 15s in the trunk Two subs like packing lunch Headed to McDonald's on the Eastside Gimmie that cheeseburger with Mac sauce 1.50 cheap that's all I need and we out let's ride Then we pulled off like we own the joint Didn't give a f*ck who was around We were just too reckless When we rolled by and the car alarms would sound Savage Then dodge the cops when they would panic Good thing we in the whip and not on foot I'm so asthmatic Being black and Hispanic wouldn't go well I probably wouldn't resist arrest Imagine that they would pop me off like Oscar grant I would act out on my own Til' I got back home and hear the shouts At The crib in the room like all alone I ain't wanna fucking come out Mom's nigga would be bugging Always complaining 'bout something never satisfied That nigga always took the fun out My big sis despised him Especially after he would always try to fight with my mom He would abuse her every night And she couldn't deal with my mom taking that nigga side When we'd defend her Even when that mutha fucker pulled a knife And tried to cut us So she dipped out A couple of weeks later my mom kicked him out Caught him cheating My baby sister was barely 2 That made me the man of the house Everything would be alright And shit was cool all up until one night I was on the phone talking to this shorty super fine I was just glad she had made some time for me But I'm in the friend zone for eternity It was late we were conversating and then I heard a loud sound sounding like someone knocked are front door down I'm on the phone like hold up Then I run down the stairs and you should have seen the look on my face Cause I seen this muthafuka standing in my mother space She was about to speak and then He smacked her so damn hard blood started rushing down her cheek This ain't the first time he was a threat Usually if your a threat to my family I'm aiming for your neck So we got to throwing hands He wrestled me down but we tumbled out the crib to the porch He lucky I ain't have no gas cause I would have torched his truck He ran there was a big wheel out in front so I tossed it trying to break his window didn't give a f*ck Like when the cops took forever to come out he dipped they said no luck Domestic violence my momma was stuck but I got her So I woke up the next day like ain't shit happen Didn't bother to speak to no one I had been watching are backs Maybe I was to wise or just getting old Maybe this story is too deep for a intro