Every night before i sleep i start to think
Is god up there cause it dont seem
That
My prayers have been answered
I knew a nigga when i was younger man he just died from cancer
Lord i dont understand ya
Why you work in these ways
Why you cant get rich just makin money minimum wage
This the shit that i hate
This what made me lose my faith
This what made me think that sellin drugs the way to get paid
Damn
I dont think y'all understand
My side of the story
They say god made us a plan
Well if the plan was to kill my mother man that shit was pretty evil
Dividin us by color damn we never gon be equal
Im fightin for my people
Ill die for what I believe in
If color so important why we the same when i be bleedin
I grab the blunt, spark it up, get to thinkin
I learned alot from my dad like fightin my problems drinkin
They say im weak and
Shit maybe i am
I only do this on the weekends
So i can think im a man
It's hard to be me
It's hard to understand all the bull shit that i see
Wish i could be
Someone else
If it aint somthin then its somthin else
Someone tell me
Is there any way out of this f*ckin hell
I need a guide or a map
Lord show me where you at
Cause i been down and out and i dont know who has my back
Face the facts
I done lost a lot of shit in my life
Im okay with that
Cause i know i wont ever get it twice
I paid the price to live this life and that's the way it is
These suicidal thoughts that i been thinkin f*ckin hate this shit