Look , Fightin in the jets, a little man complexs i want my respect. God know i been thru so much fuckin shit today mane thats why i got so much to say no limit to cash money had me really cope (ima hot boy) chasin them cute girl back in middle school. My mama used to always read to me so i was smart but bad so smart i never failed my class. i got my temper from my dad, got my smile from my auntie phyllis, learned how to shoot the ball from my cousin deon he used to work tellin . when i was sick my mama and grandma Margie used to nurse me, Birdie Trina used to make me cry, uncle never stayed sober so i served him when i got older. All my ghetto heros are either dead or in the pen , seen my first nigga dead at 10. (whole street)