from a nosebleed

Got my hopes up as I'm staying on my knees I be worked up , slitting my wrist While they begging please, like fuck the substances , won't you breathe They want me to roll with em but i rather skid I'm just a kid, wondering who goin show me real Tryna turn my dreams real , rapping like I'm tryna get a deal Tryna get my dawgs off the streets & more treats I do anything, I'm managing, no panicking I do anything to wipe your tears away I make it rain for a brighter day I get you more toys & chips just to see that smile again I take them demons out of your dreams ,& straight to your garage I be pouring my heart Like, may i wed a Ellen Sirleaf I'm thinking broad , cause I ain't never trapped in They never cage this king , i be so Kunta working night shifts , nigga it's all about the mula & i know my mama watching from a nosebleed