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Born and raised in sun rays
Live with it mama it’s not a phase
I don't mean no disrespect
I'm the one on the county where's my check
Heroin melted on a hot spoon
like cheese on top of Pharoh's tomb
Some call ‘em projects
I call ‘em a maze no grace
Holes in my soles no shoelace
Too many cockroaches Scarface
Struggling for cheese rat race
Back and forth like a pace
Scared straight like I’m Mace
Rubber bands on my wrist panic
Fish and grits on a Ritz sandwich
Piled high like profits on a stock list
French kiss on hot lips
Melted Swiss chocolates
2 bucks in my pocket at Starbucks
Head in the clouds star struck
Headed up to the 7th floor I'm up
Damn this good going back for another cup
Damn its hot sweat runs from my pores
Can’t wait to get my test scores
Late for class please don’t lock the doors
Hope I pass so I can write back home
My shalom and make it known
Found freedom in another time zone
I'm gone
