At the age of nine I had trees on my mind.
    "Screamed V to the knee" when I should have declined
    Introduced to the streets with a rope on my neck
    Girls name "Mama" and "Blue" tried to choke me to death.

    They said I talked like a punk so I learn to talk slick
    Put a limp in my walk but that wasn't it.
    Changed my name to "Boss Hogg"
    After they called me "Cut Throat"
    I hated it because it was no joke

    It was here that I was introduced to the streets
    To young to understand the meaning of pain
    All I know is it cut oxygen from my brain
    Must have drove me insane
    Because now I am behind the wall
    Boss Hogg is still my name
    No longer
    Fighting in the streets
    or running with a gang
    I'm no longer ashame.
    since those days a lot have changed.
    Jesus Saved me an took away all the pain.