It’s hard to understand Fuck It’s hard to explain A persons emotions Can drive you insane To process their pain The hate that pumps in their veins The smiles the shame The miles in rain The differences and same Life will make you change Go from counting blessings To end up counting change What’s in it for the fame It’s only a silly game Nobody keeps it real Nobody keeps their name When somebody gets killed Better hope you can aim If you got beef I got beef Until I’m in the grave I’ll ride for my people Something like a slave People tend to change They can never stay the same What’s in it for the fame It’s just a silly game That’s probably why I have hate In my veins