Dirty Life Game
August fourth to be exact,
Straight up thug,
Well, that was a fact.
Tried too hard,
To fucking succeed,
Said fuck the world,
And smoked some weed.
Drank my fourties,
While kicking back,
When tweaking out,
I swore rival gangs would attack.
Growing up,
Didn't know moms or pops,
Growing up,
Death was my only thought.
The game of life
Had me fooled,
Before I did drugs,
Everything was cool.
Did some crazy shit,
In my day,
Sorry dear Lord,
Is all that I can say.
Celeste Adame
