Thinkin.
No time for speakin.
Tweakin out of my mind.
Wishin I could have a piece of the good life.
A real family.
With rules and structure.
To help with my next move.
So I can get back into the groove.
I\'m tired of being lost.
Dealing with life on my own.
I\'m not even fully grown.
I\'m a 22 year old male.
Tryna stay away from the crack sales.
A tale from any other minority.