I wake up early in the morning contemplating life
Is it all worth living with these people dying?
The pressure piling on my shoulders I done seen the truth form
Living visious and pretty women I played the fool
From living visious and pretty women I played the fool (yeah that's it)
My lack of knowledge, I acknowledge I could have worked on it
Smoked a little herb just to get me out my worst state
I was in the worst place, thinking how the hell did we even get here in the first place
Living in the city brought us dying on their birthday
Never put us first place, hm
Someone tell me what the eff is going on
I had a vision of making it out the slums
Take it all from the motherland when they come, damn
My [?] been blessing and still a curse
Levitating, emerged from the ashes of every verse
I imagine that you been heard
I'm a family man first
So miss me with the trends and the followers, that won't work when you're dealing with a brother that has dealt with worse