Harsh realities

23 and black with a story to tell Been told im a great guy but my life is hell Praying for healing While im sinning With good intentions I sold drugs on the stairs Over there When i aint have food for my children By twenty second butterflies Fly and them bullets fly too You gotta watch out what flies near you Right here The nightmare is reality No elm street No freddy c The monster is the mountain i cant climb Lost and i cant find looking at this world through a pair of conformed eyes Use to wana fit in But i didnt so i did this Broke the chains stepped in the face of my critics And said this My turn to wreck s***