Verse 1 (AntBanks380)
I'm just a man
But I try to be a just man
But I got to stop lusting
Thinking disgusting
Drinking like a lush when
I go to them clubs
Still trying to buy friends
Experiment with new d**
Been Spending
My hard earned hustlings'
Trying to pretend
Like I ain't struggling
Ain't never been
Without nothing
Meanwhile my children suffering
Because of my sin
Causing me to be
Something that I've never been
But still
This is for my street soldiers
The Unliscensed heat holders;
Recovering Alcoholics out there
Just trying to keep sober
To the designated drivers
To the real life survivors
To the divas
In cohutz with connivers
VERSE 2 (AntBanks380)
What you know about the struggle
Trying hard to avoid trouble?
And you just trying to blow up
But Haters want to burst your bubble
Everyday you got to hustle
Just to make ends meet
And church folks quoting scriptures
Talking bout how "you don't work you don't eat"
So I patrol the block
Just like the cops
Park in the designated spot and you get served like a car hop