Yeah these are my words to my firstborn you know what time it is. these are. my words to my firstborn nothing left to hear. (Tupac). Can you picture. young niggas in the a rush to grow. the hard times in the pen. had to crush his throat. probaly never even saw it coming. to busy bullshitting. caught him with his mouth runnin. ain't that a bitch. they got me twisted in this game. the fedz and the po police pointing pistols at my brain. I wonder if I'm wrong. cause I'm thugged out. my homies murdered execution style. runnin in the drug house. what was suppose to be a easy hit. now shit is flipped. cause niggas died over bullshit. It's not my dream. seeing pictures of a broken man. no witnesses. only the question of a smoked man. young addalicent in the prime live the life of crime. but what ain't logical. we hobble through these trying times. living blind. Lord help me with my troubled soul. why all my homiez had to die before they got to grow. and right before I put my head on the pillow. I saw a prayer. one love to the thug's in heaven. I'll see you there. It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born. help me make it threw the storm. the words to my first born feel me. My words to my firstborn. my words to my first born. (Tupac). Since my very first day on this earth. I was cursed. so I knew the birth of a child would make my life worst. though it hurst me. there was no remorse. cause wild seeds can't grow. watch your soul. cause you know what you had to do. so the victims of the world came to. I understand there is a better day coming. sometimes catching you sleeping on the dead end. driving with the car running blinded. ain't no love in the hood. only hearts torn. love letters to the unsitting unborn. all the babies that died up on the table. wasn't able to breathe. cause the family wasn't able. can't blaim I would do the same. all I could give it was my depth and my last name. cause in the game things change living up and down. this hard life got me walking with my head down. flashing frowns wasn't meant to be. was I wrong. but i'll never get to know. so I carry on. It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born. my words to my firstborn feel me. my words to my first born. my niggas Nutso up in this bitch. these are my words to my firstborn. (Nutso). I'm just another thug nigga trapped in this ghetto life. an endless hustla. struggling trying to settle right. and doing dirt ain't saving me. but the streets is the only thing paying me feel me. running with G's. stacking G's. packing E's. mobb life to these mothafuckas wack me. stacking greenary. thugging to I die. picking up so much J. I'm getting high. got the fedz on me. and they label me a bad grip. thinking I'm the reason why this nigga got his head through. on the run. now daddy got to pack a gun. cause these niggas want me to make you the last one. about these riches. these jealous bitches are going to sell through. welcome to life. and if I die. remember that it is all love when I'm by your side. every night. don't be a loser. choose your dreams through your things. cause solo to the ho ho will twitch you up. like shoe strings. open your eyes. don't let these haters get you. roll up and diss you. my words to my firstborn. (Tupac). words to my mothafuckn seeds you feel me nigga doesn't know what's. going to. happen until tomorrow and the next day your fuckn baby can be gone. tomorrow. I already seen it happen mothafucka got two bullets to his head he. no longer. exists that's what I'm talking about what you going to tell your. kids nigga. who was you what was you doing how did you put it down these are my. words. to my mothafuckn firstborn see now you know know what I mean ain't. nothing. but a mothafuckn rider westside till I die that's all it was these. crooked. ass dealing hand mothafucka just played to win mothafucka got a bet. against. the odds know what I mean rolling those mothafuckn dice sometimes. you get 7. or 11 sometimes we crap out thats a chance a mothafucka takes cause. these. are my words to my mothafuckn firstborn me and my nigga Nutso. represtenting. the thugs all over this mothafucka worlwide you know what time it. is all. the abortion clinics all the baby's that died in miscarriage you. know what. time it is we out this bitch