I’m still in the days when we starve, where everyday is hard an’ I can’t ask for help ‘cause I can’t hide an’ then swallow my pride an’ I’ve always taken short strides an’ this life doesn’t come with a guide an’ I never had gourmet an’ I need a new play an’ some days I feel like me an’ god are strangers, this creates danger an’ all I feel is anger, I just hope I don’t become forgotten like an old hanger, so in the struggle I thought it was time to venture in the jungle, I started robbing an’ hustling, hopin’ the money would keep my mom from sobbing, but it turns out there’s no stoppin’ it so I stayed on the same path hoping I didn’t get dropped like a math class, but there was close calls where I was surprised I didn’t fall, an’ times I didn’t know right from wrong so I did a lot of wrong an’ a lil right without worrying about what could happen later that night but there’s tests you gotta pass or you’ll end up 6 feet under the grass with your family crying over your sorry ass an’ what will they say when I pass, will I be a king remembered in time or will I be thrown out like a rotten lime, an’ sometimes I can’t believe the thoughts that go through my mind, but at the same time right now it’s my only grind, I just hope I have enough time to make it to the top, to have new thoughts an’ not worry about whether or not I’m gonna get caught or shot, I’m trying hard to stay away but it seems like the game is calling my name saying come back to me like I was found cheating like I was committing treason for no reason, but I can’t wait till next season to get better or I’ll be stuck in this position forever, but hard work an’ education will help me get to my destination