Can you tell me why every time i step outside i see my n***as die
Im letting you know that there ain't no gun that they make that they can kill my soul playing throuh the pain this ain't about waiting for the day to get sunny this is about dancing thru the rain mutha f*****s will thrive off seeing the man struggle n***a know your team talking from in the inside the huddle next time you see a brother down stop and pick him up cause you might be the next one stuck you know its funny when it rains and pours they got money for wars but can't feed the poor id shoot for the moon but im to busy gazing at the stars no fillinhg the vault ima put that on god ima pull up im not your regular kid that plays at the park or scared of the dark evry day a woman and men become a legend i just wanna tell you about the truth