Its sad these kids don't know nickle from a dime

We liveing in hard times

But look they really need to sit they ass down and read a book

I just wanna reach out to one

The younger they get

The dumber they get

That's what it seems These kids just do any fucking thing

They selling there lives and killing there souls

We living in times where ppl don't give a fuck

Niggas robbing for a buck

But still that ain't enough

When yall gone realize and open your eyes

See the world how it is

Real eyes Realize Real Lies is what yall wear up on ya shirts

But ain't nun of yall Real

Real is true

Real is the one who lifts you up when your blue

Real keep it real

Young mf Dumb mf

Come up how i came

My life not long lived but I've lived enough

6Teen good grades ain't talking straight A's But hell atleast my head in the books

Atleast i ain't no mf crook

Robbing peter to pay paul

I ain't trynna go down road

the endless walk of lies deciet pain suffuring

Ain't nobody got time for that

I'm trynna make it so i can shine

Get on my grind

Put more positive things on yo mind

Like how imma make it

not that's the bitch off instagram

Swear yall love the media more than your own fam

Shit sad

Ashamed . . . 

Yall folk really think life a game

Open yo head young people think beyond the world

Some of yall have the brain size of a squirrels

Hehe haha that probably funny right

Just another point to prove

Half of yall lives already screwed. . . .