People never wondering how other people live

Poverty at growth and nobody can give?

500k a year and your grimy like an oil change

Come on its time to stop with the shortchange

Go out and live on the cold harsh streets

Where millionaires walk your path

And all you can persevere in are bloodbaths

Guns, knives and knuckles is what you’re left with

And forget about cars, cuz all the rest are on their fifth

As a boy growing up, ive seen people die

More than one can survive

It’s a thing that people just don’t get

You live a little and its like you lost a bet, nothing but an upset

Mommy always worried whether you’ll come home

And daddy always workin late nights to keep the dome

I begin to wonder is there any way out

My life is dreadful and I can’t handle it any more

So please god save me before the 9mm gets me on the floor

Finally god began to reach out to me

He pushed me on the right track so I don’t fall off this shit

This shit I call life that put me through a living hell

But now its begging to look bright and im on the urge to propel

Now my moms and pops are dead, and I got nothing else to live for except myself

But I have to keep the family trend going

If I see the opening im going rowing

Right into the freedom that life decided to give

Finally my world is alive

No more fakeness and no more people dyin