Verse

Don't just wait til I've died, show me love while I am alive, tell my daughter's momma that I'm tryin', to do my best to provide and make sure that my family survive, somethin in everyday I take pride, I gotta keep it togetha need to keep it aligned, not enough hours in days gotta fit in time to finish a rhyme to recite what's on my mind once I write it on the line...anotha day anotha grind, anotha obstacle, notha ladder to climb reminiscin bout momz and how she raised me one eye blind gone too soon but from heaven you shine, watchin ova, an angel on my shoulda, my older bros tell me pops is clean but I'm skeptical that he stay sober, I know I shouldn't hold on to that notion, I know I'm 'sposed to let it go and rid of those emotions, we came a long a way from havin' roaches in the home as a kid ova on Hazelridge and feelin' hopeless, answerin' to the dopeman showin' up at the front do' askin' us 'bout his doe only cuz our father owed 'em, we sendin' up anotha prayer to God wit mo' faith that he notices...feelin like it wutnt the life I deserve, but I ain't let it keep me cripple 'stead I let it be a crutch to keep me up-motivated in this life when I earn I guess I dealt wit shit just for it to inspire and be learned (somebody feel me)

Verse 2

That stress and anxiety is hard to defeat...and as a man you don't wanna tell ya woman what you goin through assumin' you'd be perceived as weak... so you'on discuss it, 'stead of seekin guidance or advice we turn to vices for the pain and sufferin', to forget what you dealin with like neva mind it ain't nothin, you been told to have that tough skin don't let nothin' ruffle ya feathers, it's better you just get to dustin - it off of ya left shoulder, only cuz you know some of ya troubles are too heavy to hol' up, won't fold 'em, play out the cards I'm dealt these days my parents birth a King but a spade is a spade, I done been in my own way, tryna es-cape this maze called my brain but too far off in my thoughts, feelin effects of retrograde I need a vacay some time off plenty of pain to ease so I put the frame to the easel these words create paintings that need to be seen...but I'm just a vessel disguised as a rapper, an emcee as an author I take you through my chapters