Two weeks before my old man busted up in her   My moms never walked slow   Now she smoke crack, sit back and listen to talk shows   I hope she don't eat pork fried rice tonight      See, the cholesterol already got my arteries tight   I might select even before she injects her lethal chemicals   To wrap the umbilical cords around my neck   Shit, I'm pissin' in the abdomen      Two and a half weeks old, already thoughts of stabbin' men   Unravelin' plots and plans for thievin' and shit   Immune to the gospel, not believin' in shit   Where the fuck do I go from here?      'Cuz when the afterbirth disperse, it's hard to persevere   I swear I can't fuck with it   She hits about two packs of cigarettes a day and I'm stuck with it   The asthmatic, internally scarred from crack addicts      Who share needles outside in the rain   On Kraftmatics and laugh at it   I guess for them it seems funny but soon   I be the nigga who kills for petty money presume      Inside this 'Temple of Doom' we throw the womb   I bloom to be emitted in June, considered a coon   Livin' my life incomplete though   On the edge of destruction, invetro      I'd rather not be born   Than to be scorned in this world of hate   Where life escape me and stick me like thorn   Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn      I'd rather not be born   Than to be scorned in this world of hate   Where life escape me and stick me like thorn   Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn      Overshadowed in darkness where curiosity is my light   Fear it but very coherent that there's a fifty percent chance that I might   Not make it in spite of the fact it's my life   And can't take it, knowin' that I'm losin' this fight      To contradiction, the love with the hatred inviting friction   Umbilically inflicted, watchin' my life go down like Christion   Understand mommy dearest is confused right now   But my faith brings us through someway, somehow      From now I vow to invest the livin', bow only to God   The coke's tokes and tell-lie-vision violence already got me scarred   Disregard what the devil allowed on my set   This city's number one threat, huh      Bet I could probably run for mayor on some shit like that one day   Or get my hustle on just like my dad, quiet as kept for the long stay   Flow as a positive form to first step   I want some friends and a ill-ass fuckin' neighborhood rep      600 Benz gooseneck with a Nakamichi system in it   Graduated from a rookie, rolled-up windows tinted   Desire presented for ice cream, Big Wheels, local rented movies   From 'Power Rangers', 'Lion King', 'Toy Story' and 'Goonies'      But the bomb, at least that's what I heard   Beyond my 9 to 5's, I write a dope rap song   But with your insides gone the vision is frail   Dreams can't set sail      From all that unprotected sex and cold ballantyne ales, oh, well   I still prevail, God always has something in store for me outside this hell Move on, torn in the eyes of Allah, scorned   When the dawn distortion upon my abortion clinic visit in the morn      I'd rather not be born   Than to be scorned in this world of hate   Where life escape me and stick me like thorn   Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn      I'd rather not be born   Than to be scorned in this world of hate   Where life escape me and stick me like thorn   Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn      I'd rather be born, shine as the true and livin'   Spawned to live this gift to the fullest, shit is on   Still rethinkin' my position until I'm gone, mission is to elevate mind   Glisten, destined forever, weather the storm