Jayman
Shit ain't been right
Since that first divorce
Ma i lost my voice
Pops i lost my choice
In Middle class
But living with these obnoxious folks
This shits A fucking hoax
I mean where is the joke
Young nigga sleeping from floor to floor
Id often have Dreams of more
Less problems
And more support
Dads gone and so is the torch
It's pointless
But hear my voice
I've lost it
So here's my choice
LEAVE
Ain't no confusing
Niggas using
That's just how it go
Give em a inch
And a second
Watch em
Hang ya with the rope
I know it's hard
To cope
But
That's just how it goes
We Barely stay afloat
Into family
Tear us more
It's hard to bare
Let alone care
These niggas
Take food from yo fork
Yet you
Continue to fork
Then demand
Much more