How Big is Your World?

Chop shop
 Moody/Median
 A tree died for me to scribe on this loose leaf
 Shallow niggas like, "Median is too deep"
 Cats stay frontin' like they runnin' who's streets?
 World Trade terror?
 Now that's true beef
 The innocent fear for they life now
 Runnin' out the White House
 Shut down airlines, they cuttin' lights out
 The temperature is risin'
 Meltin' ice down
 At the polars of the Earth and we gettin' high now
 Scriptures, Revelations, bout to reach their height now
 And we watchin' it on TV, like movies of the week
 Thin line between fiction, reality
 Who teach the violence, but where all the wildin' be
 To enterprise, just take God and y'all eat
 I should have saw it comin'
 I was tryin' to find a freak
 Streets raised me to find a grind tryin' to eat
 And keep a little stash until I find the hottest sneeks
 Throw blinders on the Jeep
 And spend drug money as we drive economy
 And now we got killers livin' where my momma be
 And we stack paper for that by any means?
 They never said stayin' in school was playin' cool
 Cash Rules Everything but I'm not moved
 I never missed a syllable that them bigger niggas mentioned
 They respect the sports and the niggas in the prisons
 I'm a product of environment
 How big is your world? [x4]
 How big is your world? [x4]
 How big is your world?
 How big is your world?
 How big is your world? [x2]
 How big is your world
 or the ways of my life?
 Do I wanna change or just waste all my life?
 Median is balanced but at times I'm Moody
 And all he wants; a brew and a dutch and a true freak
 I know that type of livin' only causes casualties
 But tell that to Moody, my split personality
 He really don't mean no harm
 With the ladies he's a charm
 Posses the gift of gab
 He's witty, you'll laugh
 He's the one you've seen if I've ever played the ass
 Don't have problems sayin' that
 Walk a mile in my big shoes
 It may sound like I'm wildin'
 But Median is bout to handle my problems
 Tryin' to get my mom out the factory job
 Arthritis in her hands be makin' her wrists throb
 But she's got a car note and a mortgage to pay
 So even if I get high I grind everyday
 Plus hustle to them classes tryin' to make good grades
 Is it time for work till it's time for play?