Peachy

I remember the days when I couldn't get paid, I resorted to stealing the cash.
I'll never say sorry for being the man that I am, man, I'm just a result of my past.
If you saw me today, you'd never guess where I'm from, if you came to my hood, you wouldn't last.
The only Asian dude in a black school, I found a way to fit in with the mass.
I came out the mud, I grew up in the slums, but I promise I'm tryna give up on this hood life.
Never forget the struggles of sleeping with rats on the floor, I can't seem to remember no good nights.
Every cop I've encountered has wanted me dead, so I still can't believe there's a good type.
If we could just round them all up and then shoot 'em all down, now that is some shit that I would like.
As harsh as it sounds, I never forgive or forget, that's just not the type of life I'm about.
I live for the vengeance and strive off their suffering, I said it, once I get my revenge, then I'm out.
If they hadn't done what they did to the kid that I was, I wonder how my life would turn out.
Got PTSD from the way that they treat me, if they hadn't, then all would be peachy, no doubt.