Innoccent I came into this world,
Continued on like its a plural.
Stubeled once or twice,
But I never let my life lay down and roll dice.
Now I'm not hard, I'm no boss, but my people
want me to be with them,
We are all loyal to each other, thats why we'll
grow like a tree right from the stem.
Been to hell and back I have, my body can prove
These battel scars will tell my story, especially
the one where I almost got gacked.
Barrels were shoved down my throat but I didn't
I'm suppossed to be dead but I didn't give up.
Trouble finds me every where I go,
I know everyone and what they know.
But I love my reputation cause I know people
will not mess with me or the people I love,
Because it was I that was sculpted by God up