My mind sticks to itself, shall of mush inside my head.
My family and friends only think they know all my life has been.
I was born to stay hidden and while I've been seen its only because im hifey
Grew up as the only kid, abandoned by my parents was how it began.
A lighter for my drugs in  one and a pipe in my other hand.
Authority is easy to define but tie me in its twin and I'll cut it off every time.
you can't expect to tell a child raised in hell to stay away from what they will.