[Chorus]  Tell me what you see, when you look at me  A G that's me, I don't know why  I live my life, like I don't care, I don't care    [Z-Ro]  Nothing but good intentions, when I started out as a kid  Living my life but when it happened, I couldn't understand what mama did  Leave me, it wasn't easy, it was hard  Everybody was looking unhappy, but I was looking for God  Receiving beatings on a daily basis, for C's and D's  If it wasn't the honor roll, my father wasn't fucking with me  Herm Clark to South Park, to Ridgemont 4  That's where the devil developed, the Christian killa called 'Ro  An adduction to dro and drank, heavy on the sherm  And you don't wanna get fronted by Joseph, cause his turns burn  Nigga fuck you pay me, but it's been slow round here 'Ro   Nigga fuck you pay me, before you become part of the flo'  And I ain't playing no games, cause ain't nobody ever played with me  Trusted nobody, even my people that done stayed with me  Out to get me, that's how I feel about y'all  Just give me my ten, or you fin to see what my steel about dog  Five fingers on my right, and that's how many niggas I trust  Eugene, Jordan, Mexican D and D.P., D-Los sipping purple stuff  A drug addict, that's how I'm feeling right now  Another numb nigga, cause I ain't got no feelings right now  Don't give a fuck about nothing, it's like I'm living to die  I let a woman through in my mind, now I'm unable to cry  Your feelings is your feelings, but my feelings is gone  Cause when a nigga needed your feelings, your feelings wasn't shown  Now I smoke weed rolling around, aimlessly  Take pride in whooping niggas, beat they ass shamelessly  Dorothy Marie send me a sign, are you proud of your boy  Ain't got no mansion or no Bentley, just a crib and a car  I wish I had a million dollas, but I got me some cash  I might not be from River Oaks, but I still got me some class  And when I say I'm dying I'm dying, you ain't gotta try to do me  I guess dentist was nervous, and tried to help somebody sue me  Who that thug nigga, moving units state to state   I-10 connected with weight, but now replaced by tapes  And C.D.'s, I'm S.U.C till I D-I-E  Affilliated with C-R-I-P's, and B-L double O-D's  I'm not a gangsta, I just lean like that  Able to unload, and flee the murder scene like that  Call me what you wanna, call me crazy baby  But you ain't been paying no bills, where I lay my head lately baby  Don't know nothing about me, just know that I be rapping  Just know that you see me, everytime another murder happen  My grand finale, that's when I lay me down to sleep  Until then I rest, and so I creep  To and fro, seeking who I may devour  I ain't a devil, but a God in search of his power  So when you look at me, tell me what you think about  Crackers killing they self, over shit I smoke and drink about    [Chorus - 2x]