Finding Myself

They caught me with a thing,
Had to do a little time in the cell,
I started redefining myself,
I think I'm finding myself,
You know nothing that this pain that I felt,
Type a nigga wouldn't slide for yourself.
I been trapping all my life,
Trying to purchase the hole thing, people know I came a long way,
Lost shootas on the way,
My aunty say I need to pray,
Lord knows she believes in the better days,
We just trying to maintain,
You probably went through the same thing,
I needed love,
That's why a nigga gang bang,
And they know it's for for nothing,
I ain't cluching a torch for nothing, on the turf,
Smocking ports with my youngin, hold down its a conference,
You ain't talking grala,
Then it's nonsense, me and ma's,
We inbrace conflicts,
Try me with this hot shit,
It a round house on
The chopstick,
He caught a body for me so we lock in.