THE SUCCESS OF FAILURE

..i aint gone say i never lost, or that i never ever thought of quitting & fallin off.
the face of the earth..but of course, tasting the dirt has crossed.
my mind many of times but those the ideas that i toss.
jealousies a female trait and i dont wear no fucking gloss, nigga..
na you cant sleep on me cause i am not no soft nigga.
i cost niggaz a lifetime of pain, im just tryna get in the game and let that light shine again.
i know the feelin of failure and i can tell ya much about it, most of it was negative energy coming from niggz who fucking doubted.
yea i was making mistakes, chasing the waterfalls when i shouldve been chasing the lakes.
and please believe with everything that i experienced on earth..when i die thats gonna be my 2nd birth so have a cake at my wake.
taking the fake and replace it with great, this shit was destined to happen nigga you couldnt keep shaking ya fate.
im still alive so everything i survived was a lesson learned, and when you determined you always get a second turn.
these niggaz selling they souls for that limelight but get mad when they get in it because they flesh get burned.
..that shit aint nothing to fuck with, ..for a couple of bucks you becoming a puppet?
i took my two tears and i put em up in a bucket, and put a lid on it now all that stuff is erupting.
see i done suffered enough and its time to put my knowledge to use, ..soldier of war i polished my boots and yall should salute.
all of these years these motherfuckers been hiding the truth, but i was seeing straight through them niggaz like a bottle of goose.
..hop in the booth and turn my pain into pleasure, then my failure becomes success..i made the change for the better.
aim at whoever got them silly thoughts of claiming my treasure, which is my freedom..you can keep all of the fame and the cheddar. nigga
..i dont regret shit..the positive with the negative is the best mix, made me humble but restless.
helped me build up my character and that was on my checklist, of things i needed to do when i was running round reckless.
i was looking for breakfast..yall was looking for sex..and now im lookin for seconds..got niggaz hooked to my message.
i put my foot in my records so niggaz couldnt neglect it...but they still did.
i feel big as im looking down over them same niggaz, you know the type..them every year..still aint change niggaz.
the prototype for lame niggaz be quick to blame niggaz, for something that they did..why you cant be a man but keep on pumping that you big.
thats why im coming at yo wig, little kids that only bark..thats why you something like a twig.
but ya roots dont grow deep so that is something i can dig..the fuck up, then ima drink to my victory watch me raise my cup up.
to the heavens..its a blessing every breath that i blow out, i feel im here for a reason so its best that i show out.
catch me all up in ya house..i might be resting on yo couch, with yo spouse..and my dick might be erect all in her mouth.
nigga..remember every second that you doubt..is a second that ya cant get back, i feel time is money..i wont waste it on no damn chit chat.
so if he hating tell that man get back.