Yo I once knew a man he started off a boy His whole [bad word] life he never really been employed 
He was only 19 had a chance to go to college try out his luck to see if he could gain knowledge 
Think about your life or whatever you call it Now he’s just a cluck dead broke alcoholic 
Used to keep a picture of his girl in his wallet Think about your life or whatever you would call it 
He walk home late cuz the city don’t sleep He was only 19 but the [bad word] deep 
Wrote raps in his head so he didn’t really speak about the [bad word] up pills that he took in one week 
One week turned to two two weeks turned to 4 now long term addiction knocking at his door 
Starting losing [bad word] late looking [bad word] and His family and friends said he was up to something 
Got to the point where he couldn’t even function Calling up his dealer begging give me something 
I just got evicted I ain't got nothing the dealer was a prick his reply was reluctant 
I can get you high off the [bad word] no body [bad word] with even all the fiends know better than to touch it 
He was 19 begging please give me something said to the kid I don’t know if you can [bad word] it 
But I got a lot so push it to the public watch out for the cops and rats on some thug [bad word] 
Here’s for your protection lending you this pistol pretending it was pure but he knew that it was crystal 
Looked like shards of glass and I hope this ain't a issue Plus if you snitch well your mother gonna miss you 
Now he’s lost his path school and direction kicked out his pad after land lord inspection 
All he ever had was his rhymes and a dream now he’s living on the streets at the age of 19 
Feel the meth in his lungs and the son starts to tweak never saw 21 yall the [bad word] deep
Yo I once knew a man he started off a boy His whole [bad word] life he never really been employed 
Until he turned 19 got a job at the college Working on the radio where he could spread knowledge 
He thought about his life and how he wanted to recall it Still he barley ever had a dollar in his wallet 
He quit smoking weed figured that he needed time so that he could make a difference in other peoples’ lives 
Stared saving money cleared out his mind No longer drinking just thinking about his rhymes 
He walk home late cuz the city don’t sleep He was only 19 but the [bad word] deep 
He walk home late cuz the city don’t sleep He was only 19 but the [bad word] deep 
Wrote raps in his head so he didn’t really speak to his homies about the books he read in one week 
One week turned to two, two weeks turned to four plus on the side labels knocking at his door 
Started gaining fame he be gone away for months and family and friends said isn’t he something 
Worked at the food back a block from the Ave where this guy smoked meth and kept rocks from a bag 
Told the kid he was grateful that he was helping out cuz he knew first hand he could have gone another rout 
The [bad word] deep please kid hold on the people that we meet the only thing to keep us strong 
He could have been selfish could have lost it all instead he graduated early no adderall 
Called up his producer the one that he [bad word] said to the homie yo please give me something 
This guy was a [bad word] his replay was reluctant now he gotta find some new beats he could [bad word] with 
I could make you rich if you switch to this club [bad word] he was 19 begging please give me something 
Gave the kid gimmicks said push it to the public pretended it was pure but he knew it was [bad word] 
You have to go solo we hope this ain't a issue, family and friends leave behind they won’t miss you 
This guy was a douchbag he hung up the call started self promoting thinking really [bad word] them all 
Recording every day then he posted on his blog freestyle clear spitting through the fog 
Best decision that he made quitting beer twisting logs now he live with no fear said he listen to the gods 
Cuz all he ever had was his rhymes and a dream now he’s getting signed to Sony at the age of 19