Am I dreaming?
Because I don’t even know what’s real.
Keep my name out your mouth I’m askin you.
I mean you grown do what you like you don’t have to.
But 2 pacs back….wards is glocks and I ride wit 2.
Look me in the eyes, swallow your pride.
Tell me what you think of me.
Can’t you see all I need is a breath of fresh air
From the bullshit you keep feeding me
I know I’m a suspect as much as a victim
At least I’ve got the balls to admit
After all that I said
After all that I’ve done
I still know I’m this piece of shit