[Verse 1]:
Another father cries, another Black boy dead
15 years of love replaced wit six bullets instead
And all that i can think is why father not me
Cause that boy so pure of heart and so tainted i be
Sometimes i slack on acknowledging all da blessings i reap...
Focusing on depression and da failures dat creep...
Like how my money low and how my heart don't beat
And how i'm constantly falling to all these sins that i seek
But a n***a got a whip, and a roof over my head
And it may not be much but its some food up in the fridge
And a n***a still alive, still striving to get up out the flood
While other n***as taking they last nap in a pool of blood..
The destruction be so powerful
And i swear it ain't enough hours spent thinking in this shower dude...
As that warm water brush my shoulders
I pray me and my loved ones make it over...

[Bridge]:
And i ain't tryna bite the roots
But too many n***as branch out and forget about they roots
So busy tryna shake the leaves
Dat they helping block the sunshine and hinder the breeze

[Verse 2]:
And then theres me, prospering at a slow pace but dammit i'm free
At least
In comparison to piers
I made it out for a bit, did college for 4 years
While
Other n***as was continuously shot
Teens getting pregnant, cops harassing the block
Mothers strung out, fathers on death beds
Brothers incarcerated, sisters giving head
For a lil bit a doe to buy dinner with
Damn we so unthankful for the simple shit
Like yo i'm breathing, i woke up another day
It's some shit i gotta say, fuck if i'm sounding cliche
That guilt is strong on my back
Its so much death around me but my body intact
While lost youth head, arm, legs still getting detached
While I'm sharing my pain for my people in raps
[Outro]
And so many think its holding me back
But the people I feel guilty about inspire this crack
So if you wanna know why i rap
Take a look at all these palms imprinted on to my back
The Guilt