Real talk
A few pops, and your sabotaged. You're gone like Tupac
You hear a few shots, drop everything, dash to a new block
Abusive cops and gangsters who say "f*ck the law"
I could be colorblind but still suffer from all of these blue thoughts
Got goose bumps thinking of the kid on the school bus with the .50
Two chumps just kept picking till he pumped a slug in their kidney
And it only takes a few bucks to get the thugs rolling with me
There's news trucks waiting to cover the next shoot up
We're all just living in this fog of war
In this fog of war
In this fog of war
And I can't see clearly
I can't see clearly in this fog of war, everything disappearing in this fog of war
And it's a blur
I can't see the end
In this fog of war, this fog of war, I'm following all of this fog of war
And I can't see clearly
Everything disappearing in this fog of war