****....
                You really wanna know??.....
  I can tell you but you better sit And listen.
                             (Chorus:)
See.... growin up I liked to climb trees  
Sway in the breeze.
Somethin bout high places always helped me think.
does anybody understand that I am what I've seen??
I feel alone and different cuz the other kids don't understand my life's position.
All alone on a farm with my grandpa takin my parents position.
Independent and good in the kitchen,
I spent most days learnin how to fit in.
Playin ***, drugs, and prison.
I was to well educated in the art of sinnin
3 years old an adults had my head spinnin
I had trouble sleepin,
I'd stay awake and listen, wishin I could party with the big kids.


I think I'm kinda crazy. I don't show it but-
  I'm always thinkin bout the wrong things.
Hustlin ****** fightin and drugs,
Acted like a ****, i was shown no love
I didint have friends when i was growin up.
Nobody liked me, cuz I was to busy fightin the ones they loved.

I chose to be the most wanted outlaw in history....
I Taught myself to live in the streets.
When no one was lookin I was always crookin.
Looking at life from a delinquents position.
I dreamed of drug dealin, sellin and, cookin.
I saw myself as a gangster in prison.
Practiced cuz I figured that a menace needs
To know what he's dealin with if gonna
Grow up to be a street soldier.