[Intro] (This a little something for yall) [Verse 1: Musa] Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't be on This earth, or I wish it happened differently With my birth Dealing with the troubles of being raised by a Single mother, and the grief of my slain grandmother Living in a life not having a lot, but having Enough, just barely making it Going from school to school was tough Not having a real friend At most times I felt alone, like I was The only one on this planet, having to Figure it all out on my own No friends, no one who loves me. Sometimes I feel like my family isn't even there For me. Dealing with the struggles of Poverty, being neglected by people it bothers me So I turn to d** to keep sane Putting myself through heel just to ease The pain. Feeling like I'm hellbound, but Hell can't be worse than this cause I'm In hell now. Trapped in this living hell I need to escape it. Thought of Suicide, but didn't know how my family Would take it. Living this life ain't For everybody, but keep ya head up, ya Mind right, and know that everything's Gonna be alright [Hook] Keep ya head up Ohhh child things are gonna get Easier Ohhh child things are gonna get brighter(Repeat) [Verse 2: Musa] Growing up not handed a silver spoon Just another black brother tryna get through Moving from town to town, no consistency Wasn't my mother's fault, she tried Her best to keep some simplicity in our lives And we tried to get used to it But getting older and losing friends wasn't Something I could get used to, not one Bit. No stable home, no stable friends Mama tried her best to raise three men Living in a house, raised by a single mother Neglected by my older brothers, imagine that Childhood. They produced a quiet boy with The heart of a lion. Even all that heart Couldn't stop me from crying. At times, I Felt alone, like it was just me against The world, but not even this world could Break me. If anything, it made me, and Still I keep my head up through all the Pain and adversity, and keep my mind straight To get out of this world of misery [Hook] Keep ya head up Ohhh child things are gonna get Easier Ohhh child things are gonna get brighter(Repeat) [Verse 3: Musa] All the pain inside Eating you alive Just let it go All the anger bottled up All to just look tough Just let it go It's no sin to cry No sin for your eyes To be dry Just let it go Let it all out All the pain, anger, and fear Just... let it go