Cinderella.

I feel like I'm walking down that right path

I feel it in my veins

As I walk down this path or this trail

Have faith in my sight like I was reading in Braille

They make it harder to win, but it's so easy to fail

You got them drugs, boy, that's easy to sell

They got the judge throwing years, so that's easy to tell

Why would you tell on your mans when y'all was Kenan and Kel

You was quick sending them shells, your first class trip to hell

Then you turn around and tell on yourself, aye put his life on the shelf