It all started in 1990,
Thatz when i was born with pain
My moms & my pops passed it down too me,
Soo don't talk to me about 'Can i Feel Urs'
Cuz I ain't feelin you at all....,
Your pain isn't pure
You crying cuz broke,
Thatz not pain, datz emotions
Im sorry...., but you's a bi***
Im talking about physical & mental suffering,
You know nuthing about that....,
You just complain cuz you stressed
Ni*** my pains in da flesh
& through the years that pain became my friend.... alway's high^^
With chronic as a little kid,
I built a tolerance to drugz,
Str8 addicted to the medicine,
But, sometymes a ni*** wish he O.D
Beggin GOD for help....
Only to find that Im all by my G** damn self
Soo you can never feel my pain....,
& All my people ask, 'why you alway's look mad'
Excuse me... please don't mind if I come off like that
But.... I guess a ni*** be depressed
I need smoke.....,
Come experince life through the shoes of me,
What you'll find is you can't do that,
You ain't built for it,
The impact I put on this earth,
Like nuthin you ever seen or heard,
Soo look & listen....,
When I speak....,
Stand up in yah seat....,
Pay attention to the wordz....,
Cuz the story is deep....,
In & out of problems,
Even before I could walk,
It gave me strenght though,
Now a dayz I barely even talk
It made 'anti', 'cold hearted'
I couldn't play sportz,
My handicap done took itz toll on my sanity
My ni***z say I gotta calm down
They pass me the blunt.... & say breath
But, I can only hold a blunt for soo long,
It putz me str8 to sleep....
But, do I sound insane? ?
If I do....,
Then this here is written for you....,
Cuz you can never feel my pain
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