i know 1 thing is for sure an 2 things for certain i been out here stacking bread every day putting that work in took my shot form perfect no grates an far from perfect turn me up right there that's perfect give me bitch close them curtains ......,...........nigga breathe aways could help but no-one to help me shuffled them cards that life had dealt me always be there is what they would Tell me now that I'm here ain't shit u tell me wishing u well becoming better me verse after verse matching the melody clear your mine you ready you better be my own blood tried ta get rid of me ever the same no it could never be Anderson paak please ma mama come carry me no more hunger done wit hurting