growing pains iii

outside i can hear 'em bussin' bussin'

and the police they rushin'

go to my head like concussion

i'd rather not have this discussion

my mind racing for the elevation of the toxic in my blood

where my mind

don't know now

but i know where it was

i need nikki

where is nikki

baby girl please come and get me now

i'm old and shit is trippy

but i know that god is with me

this that baby mama drama

give a fuck about a man i know imma

be there for my son

talking with my sister it begun

end of the month

that's the worst of the month

but the first of the month put the weed in the blunt

that welfare check

won't ever bounce like my daddy did

but i'm glad he did cause it made me strong

made me help somebody with this song

paint the picture of my life

growing up what it was like

section 8

grab a plate

food for thought

gravitate

food stamps

social services tryna take me away

my mama locked up

i pray to god that i see her today

maybe not

maybe so

west deer park that's all i know

just me and my homies

people that know me

only ones that know

around my way

living day by day

corn rows and hang time

automatics and gang signs

5 o with them canines

manhunt when it's game time

they was robbing the ice cream man in broad day

now i'm running from the police

don't know how but i got away

selling weed to my homies

and a girl in the building that know me

at 15

such a fiend

for the shit

that i seen

all my homies smoking green

fucking bitches

sipping lean

it was king

it was cool

seemed like something i should do

such a youngin

such a fool

now i'm breaking into school

cause my homie told me to

what to do

what would you

when will i lose my anonymity and become one with the enemy?

tell me would i be the enemy

feel like nobody in front of me

i can feel the vibe

bobby what are you thinking?

what are you dreaming about?

bobby

what's inside?

what are you thinking right now?

what are you thinking?

go to sleep

i guess that i was just thinking things would be different now

cause when i wake up my dreams fade

everything cascade

in this vanilla sky

i feel like david aames

why must i open my eyes

i wish that i could stay asleep forever

attain every goal i wanted and watch it repeat forever

will it happen

maybe never

maybe so

i got to know

but tell me why

i picture myself at the top but i know that i'm dreaming

will i wake up before i finally confront all my demons

maybe not

all i know is this life i live i can't live it no longer

wish i was stronger

wish that i could survive

turn on the tv let it wash my brain

pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain

hello children

how was school?

it was good

how bout you?

i love you

i love mama too

are you ready for dinner? i'm able to set the table

till i snap out the fable when that tv turn off and i realize i'm back in hell

logic has recorded 1700 songs in the span of his 10 years as an mc

however

only just over 150 have been released to the public