I don't know what to tell them because they won't listen
They smelling and the stepping into bullshitting
They turning into felons and the set tripping
They left a momma yelling right with a son dripping
... That young bul wanted something different
I told him I can show you how to get it bul
... And I really want to give it to you
But you ain't gonna get it till you want it more
They can't tell you why they fighting but they wanna war
Meanwhile the jail cells is getting full
But then they get into jail and then they get it more
Get into school and fail and end up in the hall
Talking to me, while I walk them to class
I try to tell them get up off of ya ass
You gotta choose where to walk in the path
Or end up in a body bag when you walking in trash


They don't wanna talk about about GOD tho
..Twitter's the religion they follow
..Fresh cut for tomorrow
Inside they brains is all hollow
Everybody wanna spit chicks swallow
Tough luck nobody's hitting the lotto
Push work nobody's getting a job...
The can't drive but they ride like a Tahoe
I don't know what to tell them that I ain't already said
I guess they don't hear me cuz I ain't already dead
The devil know what I got and he don't want it spread
He love us killing each other keep putting one in the head
They don't wanna tell, cuz they don't wanna go there
But when it come to GOD man everybody's a fed
And HE the only judge but something is kinda weird
Cuz that man in the chair is giving 100 years

Another name in my prays, I can't feel it in the air
When it's too late every bodies well aware
Momma can't send you out to bel air to live there
Dead bodies put in the ground and they still there
Young bul grew up on the corner and they chill there
Heart turn cold and they souls get kilt there


...So I don't know what to say
...But make a holiday out of ya birthday
...air brush whatever the shirt say
Pray to GOD that HE giving you all of his mercy
Hope ya last day was good as ya first day
Let ya family retire ya jersey
I know you can hear whatever my verse say
Per say ya momma is hurt in the worst way
They took my young bul Tahje, and I don't know what to say
All I can do it pray, that I don't go out the same way
I try to mentor them all, but I guess they don't hear me
They don't hear what the mosque or the church say
Until that hearse come thru and they survey
And they killing over blazay blazay
I ain't telling you not to run with a posse
But I was taught to pray 5 in a day
So in the end I'm a listen to what ALLAH say
I wanna chill where everybody can parlay
Everybody can ball it's plenty parkay
You know they really wanna turn us into shark bait
So many fish in the sea bruh we could all eat

My old head told me we can all swim, but we'll die if we all sink
Stay afloat, man I wrote what we all think
We can make real change if we all link
Everybody get a cup we can all drink
And take vitamin A all the way down to Zinc
...Keep warm in a long mink
Tell ya shawty we can get it on with a long wink
Long weekends for the long week
Turn up spoting jumping like Carlee
Nobody worry be happy listen to Marley
Nobody pushing ya buttons turning ya car key
I think we better do it now while we all free
Cuz it could be over with a long blink...
Like my young bul Tahje