Itching for additional everything
Girl wana get married
I ain’t ready for no ring
I only want more
came from sleeping on the floor
You could never understand
What it takes to be me
To be hurt and still work
Them kids gotta eat
Clothes full of dirt
Got no washing machine
God please save me
Thoughts of doing evil things just to make ends meet
I have Lint in my jeans
What a hell of life
But how could I cry
It’s kids with no legs
Kids that are blind
Grandmamas crying
Cause the grand children dying
Men out here broke
Holding up signs
I refuse to go beg
I’d rather go take
Trying to be a good person I’m going insane
I’m still itching
For additional everything
Girl wana get married
can’t afford the ring
Grinding for more
But I’m still poor
Still thanking God
I ain’t sleeping on the floor
You could never understand what it takes to be me