Say A Prayer

My heart cold, I don't trust a soul I don't let nobody close,
I don't let emotions show
I've been in a different zone,
I get lost in smoke
Sounds let the liquor po, tribute to the liquor store,
Kush it got me in a zone ,
Ozone,
From the bottom, where it's so cold
We shovel'n in snow,
Junkies do the most to hit the dope,
Till they overdose
Now don't ever see that baby grown
Left him all alone, to be on his own
Long time went..
Now he wanna floss diamonds,
So he push the same shit, his mother was gettin high with
Now he in the same shit,
Different sides same climate
Niggas pollutin', killin' and robbin' in their enviorment
Choppa down, killer can't be found
Shooter must've want him, heard about a hundred rounds
It be the closest niggas to you that'll gotta gun you down
They chopped his body up and tossed him in the lost and found
Enemies, they laughin' loud
Say a prayer' for the climate, the environment
Where everyday another brief moment of silence
I'm not tryna put my life in hands of your honor
But everyday they scheme, plottin', plannin' for drama
I try to be modest, but damn it's so hard
In a place, where they use pot pants and crack cards
And the gold diggin' hoes, reversin' the cat call
For a nigga that money stack tall with fast cars
I know trap stars, big scammers and gold diggers
Pour some more liquor,
For the ones that ain't home with us
Niggas either dead in the ground or trapped in the system
Every time them shots fire, niggas play the victim
And me, I spit my wisdom and knowledge,
Make all the scholars acknowledge me,
Game is free, you ain't gotta pay a dollar fee
Constitutional republic, but yell out democracy
But I say fuck the politics, chop it up where the dollars speak
You talkin' about Donald, I'd rather talk about Commas
The one you speakin' bout, they never gave a fuck about us
They just left us out in the cold, freeze till you froze
Houses get foreclosed, and junkies powder they nose
And the women get exposed, harassed out their clothes
And they then turn to hoes as they just lost they souls
I'm tryna escape, hope I get lost on this road
As I try to flee the globe,
This Climate', it's out of my control
Say a prayer' for the climate, the environment
Where everyday another brief moment of silence
I'm not tryna put my life in hands of your honor
But everyday they scheme, plottin', plannin' for drama
I try to be modest, but damn it's so hard
In a place, where they use pot pants and crack cards
And the gold diggin' hoes, reversin' the cat call
For a nigga that money stack tall with fast cars