text: This cant be my life
  Broke, struggling in the streets
  I know one day Im gon shine
  Like a star in the sky
  Like a star in the sky
  Dear lord, I was born to be a star
  Raised in the projects, even though my moms was at the bar
  Im so gifted, I tought myself how to draw, read comic books
  Screaming dear lord, I know this cant be life
  Every night Im eating beans and rice
  My shoes holy, and my jeans is tights
  I see the broke man blues, but still believe in rights
  We go to church every Sunday
  Me and my grandma, she would say thе lord would come and save us one day
  But thеn its back to the gunplay
  In the ghetto where the first and 15 like a birthday
  Cause thats the day we got payed
  My mama was a crackhead, so it got blazed
  Kept going to church, but grandma got saved
  And pray for the day me and my family got payed
  This cant be my life
  Broke, struggling in the streets
  I know one day Im gon shine
  Like a star in the sky
  Like a star in the sky
  Mama, why the other kids get to ride a bike?
  I had to build a gold car out of wood, we was so broke, I couldnt buy a bike
  The front had rollerskating wheels, a string to stear
  The back was big training wheels
  And my seat was a milk crate
  My break was my shoes, thats why my heels scraped
  Just hoping that my mama had a meal made
  But she smoked out, I had to eat at my folks house
  Thank god for friends, cause if I didnt have em, Id be eating out of garbage cans
  I put it all in the fathers hands, cause when Im starving man, he let me eat, so its part of the plan
  I just apreashate I got clothes
  Even though they got holes
  I was in motels eating on the hot stove
  Being broke will make you go berserk
  Think Im lieing? I was crying when I wrote this verse
  True story
  This cant be my life
  Broke, struggling in the streets
  I know one day Im gon shine
  Like a star in the sky
  Like a star in the sky
  Daddy, why you never go to work?
  When they giving out buter and free cheese, the only time my mother go to church
  Its sad, but my family was poor
  Now we sleeping in the ally outside of the store
  Lord, how could we get evicted?
  From section 8, but mama was addicted, kept spending with them heavyweights
  My dad stayed locked up, he was a pusher, so my only choice was move with my grandma or my sister
  Me and my little sister had different 
  She so she moved with her father
  Damb, me and my sisters all seperated
  And my family spent the check on theyself, hated
  Make a youngster wanna run away
  Commit suicide, a voice inside told me put the gun away
  It brought a tear to my eye
  Lord let me survive
  Cause Imma shine like a star in the sky
  This cant be my life
  Broke, struggling in the streets
  I know one day Im gon shine
  Like a star in the sky
  Like a star in the sky