mental healing

All this fake love, I ain't with it Don't lead a nigga on, if you really don't feel it Tired of these fake ass niggas, wanna shake a nigga hand if it's up then nigga we can get it Tired of this fake ass love I be gettin' Tired of these hatin' ass clubs I be hittin' They don't wanna give a nigga credit I've been given I be cryin' to myself, they don't know what I be feelin' When I fall back, they gon' think a nigga flippin' When a nigga mad, they gon' think a nigga trippin' I don't mean no harm, I just gotta keep my distance I'll vent to my daughter, she the only one to listen I don't trust niggas, they'll kill you on a mission Yeah, I talk to God, wonder do he think I'm trippin' Everybody changed, I ain't hugged in a minute Brothers locked up, they ain't thugged in a minute Insides black they ain't love in a minute Brother died on a nigga, smoking wood like a chimney Pain in my eyes, nigga seeing bloody vision I don't vent to niggas, they be too gangsta to listen Proud of myself, I'ma be on the television Redrum for life so I'm stuck with that decision Free LD that nigga fighting in that prison The words out the mouth, he gon' die in that prison Yeah life real, at nighttimes I cried I'm lookin' at my niggas like "Why we gotta die?" Ain't it's fucked up, we gotta live just to die?