Five minutes writing from the bottom
This sound different in the
Headphones but fuck it ayy, ayy
Fathers get surprised when they
Don't hear from you
Same fathers thinking that they lies
Just don't appear to you
Same fathers goin' through they lives
Without a shred of truth
Pained fathers cheatin' on they wives
Without a hint of guilt
Rest in peace to granny, to your brother
And your mama
My lessons sting 'cause family structure
Built around your drama
I'm sorry to my brothers as they
Grow up like I grew up
With a dungeon as they hell and
They heaven in the sewers
Was eleven when I grew up
My mama told me "You hit rock
Bottom" I ain't even blink
Twice, I told you bout your problem bro
And you ain't even think
Twice smack across my fuckin' face and
I can't even love right
My bitch ain't doin' nothing wrong and
I can't even love right
My ink is begging for this song
And I can't even love write
You throwin' chairs cross my room and
All I got this one mic
I got a fuckin' grass tattooed and
I don't even love fight
I can't even find it in me ayy, ayy
I'm dodgin' you, my mama whinin' wit' me
I don't got the time to hit her
I don't got the patience for
The love of my life
I say I trust her but I'm fakin'
Just to trudge through the night
I say I love her but I'm
Fakin' when I discover my plight
My whole perception of her changes when
It's drugs in my sight
Or when it's drugs in her eyes
Or when she with bitches I don't trust
Or when I venture too far
Or when it ventures too rough
And when these bitches do call
I don't intend to pick up
I know these niggas get at you
I know one day you gon' get out
I push the truth to the South
This shit just flew through my mouth
This was no act in my doin'
I don't know who this about
I don't know who gonna hear this
And I'm approaching eighteen
I'm losin' youth in my spirit
And I'm approaching gangrene
Just how I'm shooting my feet
I'm at a school I can't pay for
I'm off a boot I can't stay for
I'm with a group I ain't made for
I ask myself "What this pain for?"
I ask myself "What death waitin' on?"
I ask myself