Portrait Of A White Boy lyrics

[Intro]
Sometimes I write about something, that like something I went through
Or something my people went through
And I felt like they needed some motivational shit
And it usually ends up going something like this...

[Chorus]
My first day, without you in my life
Things felt strange, a bit deranged
Even so, I hope you're doin okay

[Intro]
Represent, you act like this was the first time we done had to tell y'all
You can hear us though, you can hear us... in 4, 3, 2, 1

[Verse 1]
I was born a bastard, my mama was a baby
And she didn't have the skills it would ever take to raise me
Pops jumped ship and left us doin bad
I pretty much blame him for everything I never had
Fall back cuz I remember I was always mad

[Intro]
[Dice rolls]
On the first roll 7 or 11 is a winner
Either other time 11 is irrelevant
And 7 is craps, after you've established a point
A point being 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, or 10
2's, 3's, and 12's is only relevant on your first roll and they craps
The money gone, but the dice stay
Just cuz I taught you the game don't mean you know how to play
And it damn sure don't make you...

[Intro]
Now let me get this right... when Jesus left here
He left a going away place for me, and when he prepared that place
He'll come back and receive me, now where he is at, I'll be...
Now that's what you call a beautiful thought, Jack

[Verse 1]

This mics on? I take chances and play a lot of felony games
That's why my rent and my utilities are in melony names??