What I Feel... Chalk It Up (To Experience)

[Hellafied]

...this just some shit i wrote while still kickin it wit my aka as WhiteChalk... a lil' younger, and hella dumber!

As reality struck me/
then caught me/
i caught a glimpse of the light/
damn it was bright/
it had to last/
muthafucca felt so right/
but the light didn't shine down on me no mo'
it was gone/
elementary the muthafuccin fuse was blown/
so i though/
what to do/
what could i do/
what ought i do/
what should i do/
what did i know/
time for a change
time to make a vow/
so many years of depression made me vision/
the better livin'/
type of place to raise kids in/
no alternatives/
once again, i felt this place wasn't right/
i could go to my senses
and pick out a houndred better sites/
cause this was a place solely for whites
"take a look at yourself, loc, don't stress"/
yea i know but i couldn't care less/
the old me would say:
/"Cuzz, all of my friends are gone
and damn, what happened to the prodigal son/
i feel my life's in a run
God help me
i fell off the trone/
and i know i deserve better, i'm the best
let it be shown!"/

But that's the former me/
also known as Chalk/
as in white/
"the WhiteChalk's in your lunges till you choke"/
now let me tell you why that shit's so obsolete/
cuz WhiteChalk was nuthin' but a motherfuckin' BG/
(and by all means the fella wasn't made of concrete)
that's why his life was so damn hard to lead/
it's like you're in a library/
and don't know how to read/
anyway the frigid game pulled the trigger on me/
it was tryin'a kill the man/
who sat next to the man/
next to Hellafied G/
And that's all i had to give/
White Chalk was ready to die/
but i'm hopin' he lives/
so he can see me shine/

Chalk it up/
Or you'll choke it up/
chalk it up to experience or it'll leave u wit your number up/
ripped up...