Tough Boy Prof (Ft. Mac Irv)

How to make a tough boy
I can't take no shit (fuck that)
Papa ain't raise no bitch (fuck that)
Nothing but goons in the clique (fuck that)
Gotta stay strapped with the stick
How to make a tough boy
Give a fuck what you think (fuck that)
Getting in fights off drink (fuck that)
Spitting up blood in the sink (fuck that)
Can't speak to no shrink
How to make a tough boy

Tough boy don't whine
Tough boy don't snitch
Tough boy get a tough whooping from his tough daddy
Gotta make sure tough boy don't flinch
My first memory was family violence, why I'm a bit nihilistic, your highness
I just sit back in the climate, shaded in silence
Shouldn't complain so I kept it in private
Shots go running through the Southside, poppin'
Way that they were gangbanging, swear that it was Compton
Join up with the youth and go run around robbin'
At an early age steady building our coffins
Papa fist fighting with the bloods at McDonald's
Taught me ain't no way we run away from a problem
Later he would throw the whole house on fire
And you wonder why I ain't love nobody