Pack my bags and bounce, man I'm leaving this house
My bitch rather see me in the hood getting all smoked out
Or either dead or in prison, that's the life that I'm living
It's the choices that we make, when they're unforgiving
But don't trip, baby girl I respect how you feel
Even though you's a bitch and you ain't keeping it real
Too blind to see, that you were everything to me
And you're hurting my son cause he don't want me to leave
Sadness sneaks, madness creeps, I feel nothing but pain
Lord why'd you let her leave and take my son away?
I gotta cope with this stress
Man my life is a mess
Puffing on this fuckin skante is as good as it gets
I'm sitting next to the devil as he plots on my life
I look him dead at his eyes he tells nothing but lies
I'm a true motherfucker man, my word is like gold
Can someone tell me what the fuck is wrong with this hoe?
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
A week's already passed and ain't nothing getting better
I find my self in the hood, bang that 23rd letter
I'm all oily & dirty, I've been up for a week
Call the homie Chino Gee and asked him "What do you think?"
He replayed "I won't lie, you need to stop getting high."
"Get yourself together homie, before you end up doing time."
I met him at the studio, kicked some verses that night
But the very next day, I was back on that pipe
That's the only fuckin way, I hide my feelings inside
It's either that, rob a bank or commit suicide
But chale homeboy I ain't even tryin to do all that
I rather put a fuckin slug in my enemies back
But the fact is, that I'm all fucked up
And I'll just let it all go when times get rough
I need a little bit of strength, more pisto to drink
I guess it's time to go, walk my fuckin ass off the planet
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
I finally slept, I woke up, guess what happened next?
Reality fuckin' hit me like I got chin checked
All the alcohol & drugs took the pain away
But now that I'm sober everything still the same
And probably even more worse, it feels like my life's cursed
I'm the type of vato that puts my family first
I've done what I did and did what I've done
But when it comes to my little ones, man they number one
See this situation I'm in, I'm destined to win
I hate to see myself doing life in the pen
Even though that thought flows like I cloud over my head
As long as I ain't busted I'm gonna keep my kids fed
That bitch will understand that I was a real man
Now I'm fuckin gone sinking in quick sand
I'm gonna tuck my tears in grab a hold of my balls
I'm at the edge of the cliff, it's gonna be a long fall
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better