Creation Aspect

50 More mouths to feed A thousand miles from Alcatraz But still I'm trapped for all to see And everybody taunting me They poke and prod and wait and see They force me into vacancy Portioning my metamorphosis They all just take and leave Take a leaf and roll it up I know that its my only blunt Take a puff and hold it in I know I wasn't old enough But still I had to hit the chow Silence all the voices in my head They all too fuckin loud Screaming and shouting now I got 50 More mouths to feed A thousand miles from Alcatraz But still I'm trapped for all to see My education costing me My sanity is lost inside the vanity The mirror on the wall is getting smaller so I look away and plan to be A better man Fighting in this cold I been a veteran Zatarains minute rice and Uncle Ben Telling me To let them in My only models are the lettermen Paper thin Benjamin is how I'm taking currency I represent A whole generation under medicine They need it cuz of detrimental situations holding back development Now if I told you that you heaven sent Why second guess my best intentions I guess this shit won't never end Ten thousand hours later I got an album out and I ain't never catered to your satisfaction Doing what want entails doing what I have to To master my skills in the craft that I rap in Talking all that shit might get you hit up in the gastral Talking to your woman now she throwing me an ass full I ain't even ask for the digits but she gave em said I'm different Is she loyal nigga maybe you should ask her Maybe I am just a nigga you never pass huh Maybe I am just the nigga that you seen in class huh Last year my last year feeling outta breath I got asthma Nigga I can't do all of this action Nigga I can't do all of this passing the mic to these trash ass rappers Niggas that you never heard of to even pass up 15 Minutes of fame it turn to ash and you blown to the past like we all back in Africa Niggas that I thought I knew said I wasn't even black enough Back when I had the afro puff The Astro thunder Talking on my goddamn number Cash humongous Damn nigga I got a bag that year Never thought I'd see it again but I passed that year Last year I got my muhfuckin swag that year So much damn I prolly could've bragged that year But I didn't I was humble for these B's I was bumbling I finally got the answers to the shit I used to wonder then I was struggling Back then when I wasn't shit Now I'm living life and leaving all you niggas wondering