sometimes i walk through this world my heart feels broken times is getting hard its like poetry but the words are unspoken is this a curse man i never know i sit watch people walk just counting their dough so i go i listened to the beat thinking of the way i can move my feet i said im only 23. im learning alot like when people say they hear and they love you but in all reality their really not so i think why am i here why why cant i run oh right im not scared why do nigga tell they love you but they be so quick to pick up a gun so fast to tell that ur the one show u love til they get what they want then there gone and u gotta put on a front sometimes i walk through this world my heart feels broken times is getting hard its like poetry but the words are unspoken is this a curse man i never know i sit watch people walk just counting their dough so i go i listened to the beat thinking of the way i can move my feet i said im only 23 why am i not out getting blasted why dont i got spend bags just look like im plastic why do hating bitches come around being sarcastic gotta lot of questions but not a lot of answers