(Verse 1 )
I aint got shit in this world but my word and my balls
new rhyme book same shitty ass car
a fridge with no food a dog with no bark
a kid with no direction ooh I think im lost
I gotta find a path
Working so hard I barely see my first born still im down to my last
look my lady in the eye she can tell im goin crazy
plus we just had another baby
it's to much for my mental
looked at the incabator like son you don't know what I Just got your ass into
I apologize in advance for this cruel world but you have no idea what i been through
dealing with bullshit chasing fame dammit every day it rains but I wont cry a river keep your muthafucking swim suit
know a good shrink? I need the muthafucking info been sitting on this pain like a bird outside my window.

(Hook)
WHAT do you do when your dead broke and you don't have a clue

Empty bottle in your hand so confused

Rent due bills rising through the roof all you do is lose how do you pick and chose

right or wrong guess you gotta break the rules If you die you wouldn't even make the news

do you sit on your ass and cry the blues damn I gotta get out of this Zoo Zoo Zoo



(Verse 2)

It's enough to make a man go insane
bare feet skipping on a bed full of flames
now I ask you could you walk in my shoes
one step out your garage and you'll be calling to car pool
momma tried to show me the evil that men do
fucking foes treat me better than my friends do
sorry if i offend you
but I ain't got no free advice to lend you this migraine is beating on my temple
they say it gets better and you got to keep your head up I looked back and said this shit ain't that simple
life is a trip life is a bitch school of hard knocks I never graduated Temple
I remember when I was young I wanted to make it rich so every chick in school would sweat me like a gym suit
years later still crying the blues you ain't going nowhere your just a cripple in a crip suit.

(verse 3)

My family thought i'd be a doctor or lawyer but I never made it to Yale
my mom said no matter what follow Gods plan because being broke is better than hell
I was raised around thugs who never learned to call the cops
city of brotherly love where niggas will kill you over a parking spot
don't pull in that parking lot
he chasing that cash money all he want to do is baller block
but ain't nothing mystical about selling dope out your momma living room fuck the world the streets is all i got
That's his mentality I'll be damned I let the streets swallow me
down and out like can i hold a dollar please
excuse my french I got a lot inside of me
but i'm the shit you can scoop a whole pile of me
What the hell should I do don't even want to remember this
I'm stuck in this zoo a life time membership.