[Intro]
Pray for the city

[Verse 1]
Believer in a hard place
Sweet question mark, now you know that that's a far taste
Ain't nothin' that sweet here, it's part taste
Strip clubs and drinks so the girls could get below waist
Materialistic, they see the dollar signs
And droppin' a iPhone is more hectic than human traffic signs
It's crazy cause we know the girls, they trafficking
We went to high school together, dressin' like they were mannequins
What's a man again?
I don't know, this generation lost all they morals
Put common sense in the trash, my man
Got shot, so here we go again
Another brother killed by another brother when we supposed to love each other, man

[Bridge]
They don't wanna see the light
Roll another blunt, forget the world, and act full of life
They don't wanna see the Christ
I don't blame 'em cause our people actin' funny, they ain't actin' right
What are we supposed to do here?

[Verse 2]
Man, I'm tired of all this bullcrap
Why do we choose to live in fear?
There's a chance just to make it right
If you're against us in this vision allow me to make us distant
As you can see a piece of me is kinda scared
I live life in common fear that a bullet can make me ?
And the stories they hit the air, and justice never be seen
And the killer talks on TV and he'll say he'll do it again
And there's evil 'mongst all my friends, and there's evil all in the world
Where a innocent little girl can get stripped from all of her pearls
And a twelve year old little boy can get shot for playin' with toy guns
I'm tired of lookin' over my shoulder like a pass from quarterback
These artifacts of a black man livin' in America
Gunshots fillin' rows every week is not a stereotype
The stereo ain't right
All these weak artists promoting killing like gang life is the life
I lost my cousin to that, I could of lost my brother to that
This ain't no good kid in a mad city, this a good kid in a mad world
I gotta pray everyday to be sane, this is a sad world
Full moon blues