I feel you bro You got the talent you got the bars Bt game changing only the rich can fake as stars... you feeling charred.. burned... All the white you had now it's turning... brown Asking why some people make it very easy while you busy working every minute but you ain't getting rich you feeling sick that they be standing tall but you just see they feet... why.. why... why.. why I started writing rhymes from when I joined my highschool it's been four years and yet I've never made to iTunes i been with bars but dettered every step am calling far is just a car driving backward music in the background is all they ever heard they say my music is trash why they never bought some perfume sank you cause that girl and that dude decided that I don't do... why.... why.... why.... why