6400
Probably. ...
Me getting picked in the lottery
Or hitting the lottery is the only way i'm getting out of poverty
My momma say it'd be days like this....
but It's been years. Why did she lie to me?
Or did i misunderstand?
I felt lost like a fish on land
Until I seen how they imprisoned my man
We were doing the samethings now he lives under land.
Supermax 4 selling crack 4 trying to take care of him and his fam
That ain't right but it is life
And my life took me
From a boy with hope and thoughts of what it could be
To a man with regrets and thoughts of what it should be
From a kid who would dream
To grown man who can't recognize a good thing
Who would think to break chains of self-destruction corruption and dysfunction
That I would need instructions and the ability to believe in something
But since my conception I've had no direction
On how to make corrections to help my soul's progression
Fear and doubt are man's worst enemies
That's been figured out academically
That man has a propensity to escape pain chemically
So all they had to do was introduce the ILLS
then make money off of or provide no remedy
They feed me imagery to limit me sex money and murder
Kfc cloning chickens pink slime in my hamburgers
Killing me softly ......cheese clogs my arteries
The lining of my stomach is being destroyed by coffee
Shaking my head
I ask GOD am I forsaken to live
Bound to debt and desires to corrupt my soul
and replace what it is
So for the sake of what is his
and for the faith of my kids
I'm going make that change , break that chain
And tell whoever don't like it
It is what it is
