Thinking Bout My Mom If She's Okay Haven't Picked Up My Calls At 12 That's Late I Feel Broken And Lonely I Feel Like I'm Dying Slowly Praying To God Cause He's Holy My Mom's All The Way Back In Africa Remember She Would Funny Things We Would Laugh At Her Bro I Feel So Lonley I Feel So Wrong Bc She's Gone I Was Locked Up On Christmas Ain't Get To Roll No Weed Ain't Get To See My Niggas When I'm All Alone In My Jail Cell I Tend To Get In My Feelings Ain't Get No Hugs And Kisses When I Was 6 Ain't Never Got No Stickers You Call Them Glocks They Triggers I Miss My Mama Trynna Call Her In Jail I Might As Well Be A Failure I Ain't Feel Okay I Feel Pain In My Head Might As Well Kill Myself And They Gon Pronounce Me Dead Fuck It I Ain't Doing It Cause Tears Gon Be Fled The Spirit Is Ready Unlike Flesh I Don't Feel I Can Rest I Don't Like Da Best I Can Never Get No Ice Pack On My Leg All They Wanna Do Is Test Can't Even Go On No Quest Ain't Get To Sleep That Easy Always Feeling So Sleezy And Always So Sleepy Trynna Get Out I'm Creeping Now Im Out Nobody Noticed A Thing Now We Keep It The Same