[Verse 1d]
Free ride through college
From grants and scholarships
I suppose I'm lucky
This what some kids dream for
To make it out the ghetto
So they life's a success
An education as the making
For achieving whats next
Friends and family excited as hell
They can't believe that I'm there
Some of em thinking its to good to be true
I'm on that prove em wrong shit
Watch me do what it do
I knock the first semester out
And no [?]
But then what reared it's ugly head
Is the truth of my character
What's good for me?
Progression or reducing my stamina
Stopped studying
And shocked at bad grades on tests
Professors stopped seeing James at desks
Fuck an assignment
Crib O'
Beats and rhymes
Shows at night
Patrolling the streets for dimes
Lost my scholarship
Same time losing my grip
I spent the book money
Humbly on music equip
Now what the future hold
Black male no prospects
And sit in my a mode
And start something and quit
I'd rather spend my time
Writing something to spit
And that's why I can't do nothing legit
I ain't worth shit nigga'
[Verse 2]
Rain drops splashing my face
I'm sitting outside the workplace
Was escorted out in a haste
They caught me slacking on the job
Sleeping at the desk
Wrecked...
Reeking of college party life weekend
Last straw from laundry list
It's so much retarded shit
Like not showing up and not calling in sick
I'm getting in late
First to leave...
Signing my time sheets in graffiti
Hazard employee has the words to breathe
I ain't answer they red phones
My head was in headphones
Hand on pencil
And jam on mental
Man Fuck work
My black ass motto
Like I'm a play lotto
Win the fast cash pronto
But after the laughter
Disaster will follow
I'm feeling like returning
With a mask on tomorrow
But nobody's to blame
But my damn self
That's why I'm outside in the rain
Not even able to demand help
So when they repo the whip
Turn the lights off
And Rent-A-Center shows up
To D-Bo my shit
Is that your landlord appears
At your front door fear
With the movers picking up your chair
While you sitting on it
I'm 25
...And I ain't worth shit nigga'
[Verse 3]
I was convinced
I loved her more than life itself
I committed my soul
To her life I felt
I gave her all of me
Displaying my passion for all to see
He's finally grown up
Was the word on me
...Yup
ITT tech rep
I'm 36
New job fucking with some internet shit
I done got my shit together
In pursuit of a smile
Me and shorty talk of having a child
It's getting crazy
Irresponsible me
Looking to have a baby
...Maybe
Her name Delancey
First sight had me all antsy
Perfect pussy power
Turn a negro pansy
I asked her hand in marriage
Go for admitting the apparent
We own a house together
Off a loan from her parents
But old habits die hard
So at a hip hop show
I'm watching young niggas' blow
When I spot this fly broad
And my defense
She approached me
I kept distance
With small conversation
And hand on my dick shit
All types of wet sweats sex
Moans after
Sherrae kept for months
Till my wife found the wrapper
In the backseat
Confirming what she already knew
For that I'm kicked out
My floozy claim she doubled me too
Only thing my wifey left me
Was my memory bank
She taking everything else
And who else can I blame
I never
Thought I'd hear from her ever again
So when she called moths later
First time did it ring
I answered
I wondered if she's changing the game
No she called about a son
That won't be sharing my name
She's pregnant...
And I still ain't worth shit nigga'
[Chorus]
I'm worthless
That means I ain't worth shit
It's like a brothers cursed with
Living with the worst of some hard time living
So I ain't 'fraid to die
I'm looking in the sky
With only pain in my eyes
Son I'm worthless
Worthless was produced by TzariZM.