Yo shit is fucked up. everybody lives life but it's pitiful they only care if your footprint is digital the culture is cursed, our objective is far too cynical. fuck that I'm dying to be the pinnacle, class is in session bitch call me the principal. change the way you act, you wear pride like a snapback hat but you're flawed and thats a fact. We need to get society back on track. Everyone suffers from depression, then you poke the bear claiming you're just messin, then you wonder why your homie blows his brains out dead with the Smith and Wesson? Ask em how they feel, ask em how they deal, ask em bout the problems they try and go conceal. You're a gift and a curse, a poison to the earth. how can you question another humans worth? We are miracles at birth. yet you go to convict the innocent at church? I'm sick of following the sheep, the real are obsolete, now we have to question the ones struggling on the street? You're not a homie just a leech, life ain't always a fuckin vacation at the beach. Prove you have my back, prove you are a brother, prove you aren't like the other mother fuckers. And if you sell me out, Ill tell you how you amount, to a piece of shit sacrificing a brother for some clout. I'm tired of the lies if you wanna give up it's a little fucked up but it's just my luck, my heart has been driven through the muck. but when the bullets come flying your way you better fucking duck.