[Verse 1] 
Now who the fuck wouldn't be fucked up 
In the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life 
A nigga beats his wife, damn it's hurting me 
But I can't help her man the way this grind be working me 
Dodging the narc's 
Cop's pulling up they fuck with us 
Cause we on our corner 
Can't tell 'em what I wanna 
If I do I'ma gonna 
They leave put they just ride the block 
I serve my rocks, bump 'em out before they next stop 
Fake ass cops 
Why the fuck these niggas fuck with me 
Muthafucker, I'm the one that pay ya salary 
Don't get fired 
Green making me so tired 
Telling they stories, chasing money so I let them bore me 
I know you could have been 
All I say is should of been 
Fuck reminiscing nigga how many hits ya getting 
So I can hit the house 
Try to smoke a ounce 
Let the weed protect me 
From everything I see in this fucked up reality 
 
[Hook: repeat 4X] 
I'm bout to move to Mars y'all 
The world a mess 
 
[Verse 2] 
So I'm stuck to fearing of myself 
I'm nineteen going on death 
I should've left when I was born 
Cutting ambilical's 
The doctor should've cut my arm, right at my vein 
The pain make's me smoke the reefer 
Helps me relax 
It helps me really see this shit, I face the facts 
I act like I'm loving life, then I act fo' real 
Nigga's is getting shot, nigga's is getting killed 
But still nothing's done 
Questions asking me how--can I sell to my people 
My people won't help me out 
I'm pissed but I can't pout 
Nothing change cause I'm mad 
Understand life comes and goes 
So I guess it's a fad 
I often had to little, simulator my friend 
So you can't hate me or this game I'm in 
I have been with out a damn dime 
And it's fucked up, cause it's happened more than one time 
Therefore I grind 
I find myself angry 
November 18, God let this world claim me 
Against my wishes 
But this is how a nigga do ya 
Once ya born, it's like the Lord never knew ya (cause why) 
Cause this hell 
Ya either sell or ya getting sold 
Like we some slaves 
Though they say that we free, it's the same shit today 
A better way, don't lie to me 
The realest nigga 
All I can see is reality 
God told me. 
 
[Hook: repeat 8X] 
I'm bout to move to Mars y'all 
The world a mess 
 
[Verse 3] 
I've seen enough 
It's like I'm seeing the same shit again 
Nothing but thugs as friends 
Pretend it's cool 
Yeah, pretends it alright 
And this nigga begged me for food for the third night-in a row 
I didn't know that my own was so hungry 
I wonder if I was a bum would my people disown me 
Rather lonely, but than again hell we all alone 
To keep me from snapping 
I'm acting up on this songs 
The wrong damn nigga 
The wrong damn time 
The right brand of liquor 
The right size dime 
I blaze and hit the hennesy 
And I realize, this world wasn't meant for me 
Reality 
 
[Hook: repeat until fade] 
I'm bout to move to Mars y'all 
The world a mess