Wounds

I had so many losses and it made me this way

Some people still don't understand why I'm still stuck in the game

So let me open up a bit about the wrath of my path

My family barely had money so I was after the cash

We grew up in the city where the poverty's at

That got crackheads and fiends dope on the street

Words on the walls with crooks and the thieves

Rich and the poor politicians and more