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Thinkin to myself I gotta right my ways My brotha need help. Taking too many lefts Causing me to reflect Till I can look what's left And all of it just dont make any sense I feel pressured up in the fence On family and relationships kept I gotta think bout rent Made me decide between conflicting concepts Intercept compliments And disrespect in conflicts That most misinterpret My visions complex bitch Pops act like he know But he ain't seen what we seen Ain't been thru what we've been I gotta cut strings even tho momma most likely disproving all of these things That she seeing. From her two Suns and husband causing us the bleeding I gotta be the realist Put aside the fealings And make sure you feel this The second family I miss But Isaac my nigga shit Ain't no resolving conflicts The past is the past Future moving to fast You can put us on blast If you so nbiw that I'll attack Hardly smoke pweed LAnd hardly rip hashpk I know I got problems That's locked like a cast But I gotta break thru and heal thinking rash You can call an ignorant But I know it's cuz we deferent Making an imprint Won't help like this instant Making a movement Seeing life's changing pages My father can hate it But to it got no relation My mental creation Help stop all the hating And face the shit that we facing