The Truth About me...

Okay ppl keep askin questions about me, so im gonna speak the truth about me in my own words... here i go

I started this life always happy
I was walkin around always laughin
never had a thought of guns blastin
until I first heard some cats rappin
then i put in work, started scrappin
gotta hold it down, but this life is sappin
away at my life, i dont kno what happened

i take full responsibility,
everything that happened was cauz of me
every happy moment combined with misery
its like a mystery
how did i make this history
got people who try to get at me
but if they try
they gonna die for a finders fee
mutha fuckaz better not be mindin me
i stay cool if u dont come tryin me
more enemies than friends
and ppl tryin to be buyin me
claim they real but they always lyin b
like ur money means shit
put em up and ull find and see

i never wanted this,
i just wanted to be chris
but if u gonna take shots u gonna miss
shoot from behinind
cauz u a bitch
dont try this
or you gonna sleep with fish
dont think im afraid to diss
or run up on you
and your bitch ass clicks
ill have u faggots suckin our dicks
beggin 4 life askin me 2 reminisce
on the days we all love to miss
but fuck it, i aint afraid to die
i got a death wish
aint high no more, i put down the spliff,
still drink a lil
gimme a fifth
no matter what happens
i aint slittin my wrists
i swear to yall i heard God,
and i think hes mixed
he wants me to be better
and stop scrappin 4 licks
improve my life and remove the tricks
walk outta the fog and see through the mist
if not 4 me, then 4 my future kids
im not suicidal i just wanna live
but its painful,
i got alotta shit to fix

i barely know my mum
she dropped me off at my grandmas
got problems with my dad and my grandpa
but i gotta make a change
b4 im dead or behind bars
i see my goals but i know theyre far
but im still willin to die 4 my art
how could i not
that shit is my heart
but my heart is dark
it feels like im being torn apart
and i dont kno where tp start
or where to depart
ppl used to say i was smart
but now im like a car stuck in park
stayin afloat on a boat
like Noahs ark
tryin to change my life like
tony stark
but im cauzin friction,
makin sparks
but i move ahead
like a fuckin shark
no side turnin
on point like a dart

kicked outta skool in the 11th grade
because of all the rules i disobeyed
not showin up and tryina be made
but i wanted to bee free
and lose the cage
especially with the burnin rage
and the wantin, to get layed
guess thats y i dissed the teacher that day
flipped him the bird
and told him to get the fuck away
but even though it felt good
it was a big mistake
cauz i started slangin just to make the cake
then i became Silent-C- the great
but as soon as i smelt a rat
I saw the snakes
tryin to get me
4 whats on my plate
I had a prophetic dream
we can call it fate
and thats what changed my way
now im makin money
but im makin it straight
even tho im still burnin with hate
remainin real
but i wiped the slate
never underestimate
an enemy of the state

i like it wish i could hear a beat to it but i kinda got a beat in my head while reading these threads of yours keep me coming back to the offsite ikki keep it up

this beat goes with it, this is what i felt while writing this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13Vj4e4PKLE

this had to be said, this shit was burning up inside me