[ Featuring Ron-G ]
They telling me to get him, yo
They telling me to hit him, yo
V6, Global 7, Dog
I think I'm losing it
Man, I done past the brink
Wish some one would tell me what is wrong with me
It's like I'm stuck inside a tiny box, and I can't breath
With fire inside, burning, breathing nothing but heat
I think I'm loosing it on my whole damn team
Cuzz won't no muthaf*cking body listen to me
Try save the whole world with the music I bring
Bit it's useless if you got yo ears closed when I speak
Gotta solid game plan to go stack up cream
But, you really ain't a G if you don't know what I mean
I'm gone get it by my "dolo", either way I'm gone eat
You can break bread with me, or f*cking die in the streets
Cuzz ain't nobody out there for me past a select few
Really trying to get the money, and not just getting screwed
I'm surrounded by people, all claiming they cool
So quick to tell me they can help me break the game in two
What's really the truth man, I just don't know
What I do know, I'm tired of dealing with hoes
What I do know, I'm tired of trying to control
All the pressure building in me, I'm about to explode
Everyday I smoke a little bit of me away
To try to help yo boy contain the demons running in me
Starving to be free, but my whole world has gotta change
And what does freedom really mean
When you ain't feeling no peace
