| (Intro) | |
| You know, we all fight our own personal battles | |
| And hopefully this helps us get through it | |
| (Verse) | |
| We got kids and harms without violence | |
| Parent always yellin' but dwelling along in silence | |
| I don't got a mission, I'm pinching a lil' hope tho | |
| We have it so good but we think that we don't tho | |
| Ink to the draw list, it's funny | |
| We drink cause our mom's dead, it's ironic | |
| Huh, we hated them but what ? | |
| Taught us bad, mom and dad brought up their son | |
| Kids for kids, not me for ? | |
| Thinking worst stars always see the ? | |
| Maybe ? what I strive for | |
| More than minimum wager the five guys store | |
| Or moping buckets, hoping ducking from the fucking cops and judges | |
| I don't make a profit, come on | |
| What kind of hip-hoper doesn't?! | |
| Me, I was raised like y'all | |
| Made nice, tucked inside my basement ? | |
| (Hook) | |
| (Verse) | |
| Kids without the inner hope near | |
| Shit, we wonder why there's dope here | |
| I think that we need a look in the mirror more | |
| We cannot face the effort of the game just because that we fear the score | |
| But if we try and stop tripping on high points | |
| I really don't see the need to buy joints | |
| But who am I to try freaking some pass? | |
| Staring to your eyes, but I see into your ass | |
| Like meet Lucy, A student with two C's | |
| Goes home, gets her face slapped and some bruised knees |
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