Self-hate in my veins while she twistin' up my braids
I'on't got to say a thing cause she know where I remain
I got memories for days, full of faces with no names
Image stained in my brain of me smokin' in the rain
On the porch, **** a Porsche, we ain't never leavin' town
**** a job, **** a gown, we ain't never leavin' Howell
But a lot of things changed since CCD
I used to sleep in the house off D-19
Now it's funny cause kids want to be like me
Cause I know they wouldn't like me if they really knew me

I'm makin' money, but what's it mean?
I think it's funny, cause all I think
Is how great life seemed when we were broke
No money, no food, no weed to smoke
But the money here now and we got the dope
We always eat but I feel alone