I've been lost, I've been gone, Ive been stepped on
What the f** you gon do, there's nothing left bruh
There's really nothing left, let your gun spray - hope your bullets hit my chest
You gon get caught I'm gonna get cheques cause
I ain't never gonna check
It's nasty out there, sure you wanna walk in the rain?
Get chalked in the paint, 4 Glock shots rock slots in your brain
Get lost in the pain, these bullets in my body last shot at the fame
Bullets flying people dying it's just not right
Moms crying cause her son has just lost life
Bullets flying people dying it's just not right
Moms crying cause her son has just lost life
Tell me what my life's worth
Cause I'm low on cash, I've been trained to bite first but their hands move fast
I'm just tryna snatch the coin before my life flies past
Can you slow down? Tell me which direction I should move now
Seeing entities made of energy feeling like I'm in a ghost town
And when it goes down, I'll be ready
Postured like Trejo, machete in my hand
Catch me if you can, overpower, then rebel young Amistad
Do you understand? If you don't check the quotes
Stephen Spielberg, Danny Trejo, cases from Supreme Court
I'm really what you need bro
Read and perceive, question your beliefs
Nothing's concrete to police
Money the motive deceit the disease
Think we could all use relief
Forget the races
All placed together on this planet
You might fear it, I don't understand it
But let's be real, some high power must've planned it
So let's come together not peel apart
Racism is still with us. But it is up to us to prepare our children for what they have to meet, and, hopefully, we shall overcome - Rosa Parks