In life we make a lot of mistakes
Thinking I'm cool, I hurt people
And I start to be fake
I start to be late, eat dinner when it's dark and it's late
Ahhh
I done did a lot of bad things
Yeah, its better if you bad
But I'm not really that bad see
I done did a lot things
Said a couple bad things on track
While I was mad and
Face to Face to my momma
Didn't mean it but I said it in the face of momma uh
'Pologize to my moma, she forgive me, but I'm sorry
I ain't move on from the way that I was feelin' Uh
Bad Kid, I need a beating
Instead my momma give me beats, so I rap what I thinking ya
Bad kids need a beat and
All they're getting is a beating cause I'm angered by they're attitude
Dad is teaching me a new route
Showing me a bunch of things about the things I never new about
I be showing dad my new style
He get angry cause I'm cussing in my raps, That ain't cool child
I done did a lot of bad things
Yeah, its better if you bad
But I'm not really that bad see
I done did a lot things
Said a couple bad things on track
While I was mad and
I done said a lot bad
I done did a lot of bad
Did a lot of bad things, Am I
Still a sane lil kid
Still the same lil kid with the brain dead hit
When I rap fast it helps
Jog my memory around the walls I put up in my mind
Am I, really happy with my self?
Am I happy that I hate it when there's people all around me
And I
Go back to habits, like oh my
Didn't want it but have it, and it's fine
Just tell me why, am I living two lives
They won't collide, they won't ever meet and I