[Intro]
Ayo, this song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And have no idea what it's like to be broke as [bad word] 
[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm walkin' a tight rope without a circus net
Poppin' Percocet, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check
I'm about to burst this Tec at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage, especially when I'm engaged
And my daughter's down to her last diaper, it's got my [bad word] hyper
I pray that God answers; maybe I'll ask nicer
Watchin' ballers while they're flossin' in their Pathfinders
These overnight stars [bad word]  autograph-signers
We all long to blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fries and average half-pinters
But player-haters turnin' [bad word] like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money'll brainwash you and leave your [bad word] mindless
When snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Hook]
That's rock bottom - when this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom - when you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom - when you feel like you've had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you're sad enough to tear

[Verse 2]
My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams
I'm hopin' things look up; but there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged, hungry and malnourished
Livin' in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I'm sick of workin' dead-end jobs with lame pay
And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But [bad word] it: if you know [bad word] to the game, play
Cause when we die we know we all goin' the same way
Cause it's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man, plus a luxury sedan [bad word] and roomy in a 6
But they threw me in the mix with all these gloomy lunatics
Who walk around depressed and smoke a pound of cess a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half a life and throw the rest away

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
There's people that love me and people that hate me
But it's the evil that made me this backstabbin', deceitful and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune and fame
If it means I end up burnin' in [bad word]  scorchin' in flames
If it means I'm stealin' your checkbook and forgin' your name
This lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Cause right now, I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I've got problems - now everybody on my block's got em
I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot em
Holding 2 Glocks; hope your doors got new locks on em
My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or socks on em
And them rings you wearin' look like they got a few rocks on em
And while you flaunt em I could be takin' em to shops to pawn em
I got a couple of rings and a brand-new watch; you want em?
Cause I ain't never went gold off one song [bad word]  up on someone's lawn with guns drawn