What the *** is this, guys? Nah, I don't like the way this *** look like this. What the ***? Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up. We can skip the back and forth. Go get your gun now. Go get it. I'm the reason why that man can't see his son now. Talkin' all that stupid ***, gon' get him gunned down. I been spendin' blocks for years. I'm havin' fun now. Everybody thought I'd be dead. I shouldn't be here. The bullets caught me off guard. That pal helped me see clear. The doctors woke me up. I was cuffed. And the D's there. ***. They askin' all these questions. And I can't speak clear. Bullet in my neck. It's hurtin'. *** the *** y'all talkin' about. I don't know what happened anyway. *** y'all talkin' about. They took me to the bookers. I was stressed. I had on bull***. Hospital clothes with no sneakers. This some bull***. I seen Ron Black. He looked at me like he seen a ghost. I simply laugh and say, yeah, nigga, they got me doin' the most. An hour later, I'm out of that ***. D.A. can ***. They tried to hit me with some charges, but they couldn't stick. That ain't even the beginning of my story. I been through the worst. My mother and my daughter died before me. My pops gone. I had to use the streets. Woke up through the projects keeping fire on. Cause niggas ain't fighting. Niggas is killing. We don't care about them cameras on them project buildings. I keep a gun when I walk, cause I can't picture me slipping. Catching broad day. A hundred shots. A light up his building. Cause niggas ain't fighting. Niggas is killing.