High of this leaf it gives me some kind of peace and quiet
About ten blunts rolled up and with a monster and beat to write with that's my daily diet
Taking the chip off my shoulder,take a deep breath and let my pain go
Supposed to be dead and gone long time ago but my heart didnt get the memo
I got the blood of my ancestors running through me like bad thoughts
I wasnt born with a silver spoon in my mouth I was part of the have nots
Raised in the gutter,and eating on ends meat is my whole existence
But one thing you can say about me is I have alot of persistence
Climbing out of the grave I was digging and start a whole new chapter
Looked at life and grabbed that bitch and slapped her
Took the fork out of the road and made my own path
Cuz now I'm ready to fight for my life like I'm on a warpath
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