They Ask Me

Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke

Right now 'cause they ask me, and they ask me

And they ask me, they ask me

Now they ask me

How you know so much at 17

What you mean?

You never seen a dysfuctional teen

Mama cared for me

Papa wasn't there for me

Older brother sold dope and murph blurr for me

Times got hard I had to get harder

Let me take that back I had to get smarter

16, I had me a daughter

Hold up J-Kwon lets get shit in order

Baby mama that's a whole 'nother story

Both too young both too horney

Cell phone rung, but I didn't anwser

Check my voice mail, my grandma got cancer

Now she layin' up in a old folks home

When it seamed like yesterday she was home

A month later stroke poped up

Her brain cells gone

The last thing she said was let no one steer you wrong, I'm grown

They ask me, do I believe in God

So I ask them, did I defeat the odds

Shit fucked up but I can't turn away now

Sold dope around the town, self esteem way down

Jessie made me tougher, he boxed me up

My mama put me in the system, she locked me up

Now this around the time that we lived on hanley

When I think about it I don't know none of my family

Except, for the immediate ones

that's why I run to the streets and the jennings hand guns

He don't talk much so everybody want to fight him

Every school I went to nobody liked him

Never could it be right

I'd try sometimes

So I chilled by myself and cry sometimes

And all I ask from Gods to buy sometime

Would I bring his name in it If I was lyin'

Now look at what the fuck I did, done

Terry Jones last son, this is a blessing

I'm grown

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Now they ask me how you know so much at 17

What you mean

You never seen a dysfuctional teen

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, woah

Times got har I had to get harder

Let me take that back I had to get smarter