(DRF Voice 1)
It all started out
Back when I was young
Living in Hayward
With my homies at a home
Always in trouble
Cause I never had no mail
I did some time in jail
And the process I paid all
But I wasn't tripping
I was thinking about the future
Done a lot of hard time
Damn I learn to lecture
Now I must go on
Cause I'm done with all the bullshit
I better get a job
So my Momma doesn't trip
Damn I felt so bad for the shit my Mommas was feeling
Damn I better chill
I don't think she could be cooking dealing
With all these fucking problems that I'm always causing
I'm sorry for the past
For now on I ain't doing nothing.