I'll never say I've had it the worse
But I can talk from the back seat
Dad in the front
Addicts pulling up like taxis
Hand picking their blunts
Man hands a twenty and gets an elephants trunk
Then the giver buys a bottle now he's sat out on the front
His daughter looking after 1 and a half of his sons
This is the background that I've done
Dad ready to hide if the fed will ever come
He'll have a handful of money and I'm praying for some
But every day at his its cold beans and toast for lunch
Asleep 1 eye open when swollen and scrunched
Hands shaking PTSD from the night where he lunged
Cold blue sirens
In the air
Locked in a place where no one cares
I'ma escape this devils stare
Yeah dark nights alone blood orange on the streetlights
But he fights to the throne lives for the sight of one name in his phone
But he's lost deep dark in the unknown
But who knows if he can find his way out
Conflicted with ins but he conflicts with out
One person who can calm him down
The same girl he almost went without
The kinda girl who doesn't care for clout
Just your safety and whereabouts yeah
But whereabouts was I before
I was talking bout that shaking sweating from your core
Because you was way too young for the shit you saw
The blood the gore
One main man screaming yo f*ck the law
Being in the middle of how a family's torn
No f*ck that being the reason the family has torn
Feeling like I was a chosen one like I was meant to bring a balance to the force
But all I can do is turn on a beat and let my mind sky walk
Looking after a life that's fell into shambles
Every day I wake up financial gambles
Last wolf out the pack still last to scramble
Still moving my own weight here to set an example
For the bitches that wont grow up and handle
Their shit and get it cleared like samples yeah
I failed once so I approached from different angles
Bun the EP that shit was as lit as burnt out candles
Making movements like I'm wearing Gandhi's sandals yeah
Yeah and I'm still the only lyrical killer in my own lane
Born in darkness and molded by it I am bane
Cold blue sirens
In the air
Locked in a place where no one cares
I'ma escape this devils stare
Yeah chills and goosebumps up your arm
Only escapes getting drunk at farms
They're trying to get me to pop prescription pills till I'm brain-dead or calm
But this musics my world the mic is the only drug ill hold in my palm
Because I grew up in a broken home wars like Vietnam
Writing more verses then there are in psalms
That was me
The same kid who were out of his tree
Cursed with a gift of ADHD
Everyone around falling victim to alcohol and weed
Then my only escape is spitting over these beats
Trust me
I tried a life on the street
But I had no love for it and it had love for me
But without the pain they would be no C B I'm out
