Why Me

Life taken drinks being poured cover all the pain, young homie on block cause he tired of chump change lil mama in ever kat face with the bank roll can't read but she know how to shake what's down below. Alot of us born in it, wish life could be alot different 40 years old now still can't escape alot of different memories try to smile while deep inside dying slowly mental all jacck up heart issues knowing worrying stressing can cause you more issues then what you already have. Still I confin on God knowing what all is done is for reason I just gotta I got get use to of the ride. Deep in prayer it always make me crying still realizing two bro momma and daddy rise in g in the sky. Deep breath chest tightening cloudy skies always make ball up under my sheets can't eat or sleep. Why me