See, most of my life I never had shit

I felt like an outcast, treated like a misfit

Damn near didn't make it on my day of birth

Thinking was I really supposed to be on this planet earth

I take a deep breath, and then another follows

Cos hardship is kinda hard to swallow

See, it's rough bein a loner

Not knowin any given day and time I could wind up a goner

See, people got it bad from jump street

And bein short is just another strike against me

I used to get funny looks cos I was small

And tryin to make it was like runnin through a brick wall

Given the odds I was up against, bro

The average nigga woulda quit a long time ago

But now I've got a record out

I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out

Now I'm the spice around town

It's funny how an album can change a nigga's life around

I got friends and bitches on my dick

But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick

Sometimes I don't know a friend from a foe

And every different day it's a different fuckin hoe

And now that my pockets are gettin bigger

I'm meetin hoes who only wanna juice a nigga

They tell me that they love me and all that

But really they just wait for me to fall flat

So they can get me for my income

Take me for all I got, and then some

Like Trina, you dig

I fucked up and got too attached to the bitch's kid

Knowin that she used the baby to use me

Took him out my life, mentally abusin me

But as the time went by I got another slimmy

And she was just like the first one screamin gimme

But not in the exact same way

She had a different type of game she liked to play

Her name was Crystal, she played the quiet type

And for a little while shit seemed alright