My Life

May 29, 1987 I was born

Picking out my mother's womb

I assume, kicking and screaming

Momma said I was a little rude

Think I saw what I've been going going through

Before I went through it

City of angels I'm in

The best of both worlds cause I'm black & Mexican

I was the worst of all my kin

There was a point in my life when I didn't fit in

Knowing when I went to school

I wasn't like the other kids

But before, I think I was about four

When the cops came to the door

Throw my grandmother the wall

Truth that her son wasn't coming home

He was gone, she would mourn

Wondering when she went wrong

He was begging crypt

Cause he came from the other basement

So he went and that makes me a bastard, shh

I admit growing up without him makes me a bitch

Oh no, all these hangers go, and this is my life

Oh no, you couldn't walk down my road

Couldn't stay in my room, oh no

All my life, let me show you all the pain

All that I've been through in my life

This is my life, my life, my life

Sorta like Mary J. Blidge

Only whack through my eyes

If you could see what I saw

At the age of ten, probably wondering

Exactly how I made it in

That is how I made it out

Six years, back up dancing

Only 'till I figured out

That I could do my thing

Now I'm sixteen chasing dreams

That many dream about

But I'm on my shit, got what mad

Let him paint the picture out

I put work in, little later

Capitol gets interested

Put more work in

Now we got the album that we're putting out

My dream's really genuine

And now the pressure's building up

Six little children that be looking up

No time to be fucking up

But daddy and his granny always looking down

Daddy's little girl is more like a woman now

Plus I understand

I couldn't stay at mommy's house

Mommy was so hurting

Cause the man she fell in love with

Was resting six feet under ground

Oh no, you couldn't walk down my road

Couldn't stay in my room, oh no

All my life, let me show you all the pain

That I've been through in my life

Well I'm eighteen now

Feet planted in the soil

I ain't spoiled in my ways

I deserve what I made and more

Future's looking brighter then it was before

I was running wild in them streets

With the boys in the heat

What I find I'm a keep

I won't stand for defeat

Demand everything

That gold made me prosper

Watch the charts

I'm coming a hundred miles, I'm running

My pass is my pants

I'm anxious for what's coming, forthcoming

I won't rest 'till I'm hanging with my pops

Won't stop 'till I'm hanging with my pops

God bless me, won't rest

'Till I'm hanging with my pops

Won't stop 'till I'm hanging with my pops

God bless me

You couldn't walk down my road

Couldn't stand in my shoes, oh

My life, let me show you all the things

That I've been through, oh

My life, my life, ooh oh, my life yeah, oh

Couldn't walk down my road, my shoes