Lost 2 the Game

Now since a youngin my people always pushed me to the side. Never gave me anything but i never ever cried. There was only one person who was right there by my side. Know i'd never love another at that moment that she died. But i kept going, got out on the streets and i kept grown. Kept planting my feet like some seeds, you could say i kept sowing. That was my grandmother, the only one who kept me strong. The only one who kept me out the street from doing wrong. I couldn't let it get me down, it had to make me stronger. That just meant i had to struggle for a little longer. Now i'm out here in these streets learning types of agriculture. while i'm bagging up some dimes of this marijuana. Plus i was doing chemistry and i was also learning math because in the streets is where i learned two quarters make a half. It's where i learned that grimy people try to take your stash. That's why i couldn't play around i had to save some cash.....