money tore us apart

I guess the money tore us apart ×3 sometimes I think about my sister left zim flew all the way to Malaysia trying make as a singer in a place when she can order expensive dinner and unlike us at home we stuck eating from 1 plate all six of us shame she didn't know when you are black it's always dark out so rest easy she got caught up in the dope gang tryna ease a little pressure as a minority in a place where they are never given authority..she smokes a little weed .. tryna rebel against the oppressors but she didn't know that's what they wanted it's a cold ads world..she caught up in the door gang...