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Real Life by Chesney!

Chesney J. hits us with his latest poetic creation.

First breath into the
world already exposed to the drama

Alcoholic dad and a
suffering mama

Both living their
lives foul

Two people who were
just not ready for a child

See my father was twenty-one and my mama was
nineteen

She was twenty when I
hit the scene

Coming up in a world
with a lot of arms but no shoulder to lean

Trust me when I say
liquor will flip a man's mind and turn his heart mean

Mom's and pops
fussing bout money so my eyes turned green

That's why I must
hustle by any means

Then the moment happened
when my parent's life turned blurry

One call to my mom
your son is in the hospital please hurry

I open my eyes and
see my parents worried

Now anticipation is
high like an episode of Maury

Doc will my son
survive

Only if he fights to
stay alive

Wait lets go back a
few years

To the first time I
saw my mama's tears

This was way back in
first grade

I was a badass lil
boy that couldn't behave

Rose my hand for the
bathroom I had to beg

Teacher told me no so
I walked up and pissed on her leg

When I got home my
daddy was Deebo and I was Craig

And I guess it was my
fault I suppose

That my daddy got mad,

Got drunk,

And then broke my
mama's nose

Check the police
reports if you thinking I'm fibbing

How does a nigga with
two parents become a gangster - you must be kidding?

We could go a few
years in the present when I was thirteen

Had my first taste of
money and I caught gang green

Stared chilling with
weed heads and dope feens

See I was in my room
rapping

When my dad came in
and tore up my notebook saying that shit wasn't gone happen

I said fuck; you and
that's when he started slapping

That's when my mama
ran into the room

Controlled by the
rage of the flames my heart was consumed

When my father pulled
a gun on my mom

That's when in my
soul the devil dropped hit first bomb

Chesney you went
through this? Yeah don't be alarmed

Just realize the pain
behind the smile

And my pain gets
blown away with every puff of the black n mild

See even as a child

I was profiled

Just to be another
face in the crowd

But Gram's told me keep
my head up and be proud

That's why I respect
my name and scream it loud

Cause I have the same
full name as the nigga that beat me

Getting angrier at
the fact he couldn't defeat me

Changed his life
around and now he believes in me

And sooner or later
we became friends

Soul to soul

Heart to heart

We made amends

And I bet you think
this is where the story ends

Wrong

I'm not close to
being finished my song

I hope you got time
cause the story goes on

Fourteen and my dad
thought my mom was creeping in the sheets

He pulled the gun
started fussing

Two minutes later
here's the police

Seeing him put in a
cop car left me in disbelief

But before we left I
wanted to say I love you,

But I couldn't get
the words out of my mouth

So he hugged me close
and told me be strong cause now I'm the man of the house

Day after that my
heart broke down

But my Gram's came
and turned my frown upside down

She said that he is
still your father and you're still his kid

And he still loves
you no matter where he lives

And yeah, I said my good
byes

And hold the pain in
I tried

No gasp, but I was
surely surprised

I never thought I
would ever even question suicide

Lucky for me

I found Christ and
made a testimony

Till that one day
when my mom turned phony

See one day I was
sitting down watching TV.

When my mama
boyfriend said move lil C

I told that nigga no

So he pushed me of
the sofa onto the floor

He told me I better
get used to him cause in a few months my mom would be his bride

I told him that he
better hurry cause in a few days when my dad finds out you pushed me you wont
be alive

That's when he said
fuck your paw

Two seconds later he
was on the ground with a broken jaw

Then my mom ran in

Fussing at me saying
what did you do to him

I told her he said
something bout my pops

So I had to defend

And if he mention my father's name I'll punch
him again

She said you have to
respect him he is a grown man

That was the last
time we talking in two years cause now I live with my Grams

She is the real woman
that raised me

The woman that
nurtured and bathed me

She taught me that
the devil was nothing but a fraud

Taught me the truth
faith in God

But its funny how
those days fade away

And life suddenly
turns gray

But in my world life
was black

And pain wasn't just
an emotion it was life and that's a fact

You can't take this
story how you want to cause it's your opinion how you react

And I ain't gonna lie
truth has done some shit you wouldn't believe

A lot of people just
gone be finding out that I smoke weed

Please

I done smoked more
purple than the ooze

Two many words
alarmed

So I had to grab some nigga tongues and put
their mouth on snooze

I'm different I got
my own set of rules

Rule number one drugs
are one thing I don't abuse

Rule number two

Is simple just suck
it up and do you

Rule number three is
if you don't like rule number two

Fuck you

I already have the
devil pushing up at my floor

And demons knocking
at my door

Then you niggas want
to add your two cents

Man, fuck I can't
take any more

And the main reason
why I might actually kill one you niggas is the simple

Fact I don't have anything
else to live for

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