Carry the Weight Xzibit

[Intro: Xzibit, [J-Ro]]
I really wish I could act the way you want, you know what I'm saying?
[I'ma tell you exactly why I do the things
I do, you know what I'm sayin']
Gotta carry the weight you know what I'm sayin'
Go ahead, check that shit out

[Verse 1]
You see I don't like to reminisce about the past
Lower class, no clout livin' hand to mouth
Each and every wrong move the police keep count
Make it real fuckin' easy to get stretched out
I was at the funeral when it all began
You know the painful transition from a boy to man
Lost sight of my mother at the age of nine
Didn't understand death, nearly lost my mind
But see life moves on and broke niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step family arrangement
At thirteen, started gettin' hair on my dick
And noticed me and my sister were gettin' treated like shit
I would forever be hit with anything in reach
Then my father would proceed to go to church and preach
About forgiveness, patience all the shit that he lacked
Didn't jump when he said then that ass got cracked
Physical contact was in form of a slap
At the age of fifteen Xzibit now hit back
Courtesy of my stepbrother, who taught me to scrap
Left the bitch on the ground with her eyes all black
Ran away from the house of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I built up hate
I don't remember the date of the judicial debate
But legally I was now in custody of the state