"I'm a Survivor"

I'm more than meets the eyes, why would I lie, I've struggle to survive, and that's with death close behind,

I was a runaway at 7, in the system by 8, I learned to hustle by 9, and by 10, spot the real and the fakes,

I continued to graduate, by 12 I had my own plate, a trigger man running into real estate's, every step contemplate,

Seeing bands up my stakes, officially I'm apart of the crime rate, a young nigga living so fast, everything is press play,

A young nigga with big mistakes, that's what happens when your left all alone young, with no safe place,

I remember my family pushing grace, but at the same time they'd spit in your face, they'd steal your faith, and fuck over u every inch of the way,

By 13 I was bitter, breaded and a winner, gamed up and a daily sinner, who wouldn't lose sleep or miss dinner,

Go figure….

I had my first child to feel loved, was scared to introduce her to family, cause they fuck blood,

I thought having a child would slow down my thug, but it didn't work for long and I got hit with a few slug's,

Paralyzed for 6 months, no hospital visits, same shit, no love,Fresh out the bed with 2 guns, and ammo in the hun's,

Renewed and fresh anger, and a worser mean mug, I'm what they call a hard plug, no on or off button, a short circuit, malfunctioning one,

I grew cocky through the years, I lived hard, I had fun, I jumped out of fancy cars, I fuck with the NRA, I collected gun's,

I seen money in two commus, I've fucked bad women and lived it up, I did jail time for my niggas, I'm as solid as they come,

I got shot a few more times, I really should have been one of the dead ones, I caught a murder at 21, and now I sit in prison trying to overcome….


By, Stan Steel63rd
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