I wake up in the morning and I see my mamas eyes

She takes a look at me like im still full of lies

I understand where ur coming from

Im ur youngest son, im sry that I tripped out and pulled the .380

On u and dad, it made me so sad..i had to run and leave..

im ur youngest seed and I almost made dad die and bleed

I could not believe what I had almost done…cops showed up….all I could do was run..

Run away as far as possible, what if dad died and I was responsible

I couldn’t live with that kind of guilt..only time would help our relationship get rebuilt

So I decided to forget and be on my own, living on the streets no money no phone

But I was determined to get my own, and I did, but I did it in ways u don’t need to know

Theres no need to explain, I wasn’t looking for money or fame, but the money came in

I started to get corrupted from within, I guess I was following the way of the sin

Not realizing I was on the path of destruction, my focus was only on production

I would find a lick, sit down, conteplate, evaluate every angle that I could take

Then I would wait day and night till the time was right.

From dusk till dawn I would be on a mission to do wrong, listening to Brotha Lynch’s song I went from all day long

Money wasn’t a factor I was about to blow up like Chernobyls nuclear reactor, people called me a predator, but at the time I was really a raptor, and this is the end of my 1stchapter, and maybe one day u willfind out what happened to me after