Made a promise to my momma I would make them commas
I remember we was broke but she ain't let it harm us
Smoked it once it turned to years I thought that shit was harmless
Now it's like I can't remember where I even started
Spent some years down in the trench they help me find my name
Just goes to show you need support to really make a change
You ain't making money nigga you a corporate slave
You should get some self respect and break yo working chains
Life explained but I don't understand
Gettin amputated looking for a helping hand
Chase a scrip with a fifth I got it on demand
Vices working with my demons formulating plans
Easy to confess influenced by the bottle
Find it funny my insanity is a model
Told my momma Ima work so that you ain't gotta
So that you can tell your friends about your son you're proud of
They say that trust is hard to find
Well I find it hard to give
When these niggas saying sorry acting like we was fixed
Words are for the cheap and money's for the rich
Bitch I'm tryna eat but yo food done made me sick
If you ain't dead you can heal
But First you gotta separate the fake from the real
Everybody hates don't be an easy kill
Keep ya head up dog you got some years left still
Life explained but I don't understand
Get amputated looking for a helping hand
Chase a scrip with a fifth I got it on demand
Vices working with my demons formulating plans
Easy to confess influenced by the bottle
Find it funny my insanity is a motto
Told my momma Ima work so that you ain't gotta
So that you can tell your friends about your son you're proud of