Listen

I say

Listen, and maybe you will see

That everything that happens isn't meant to be

I say

Listen, and maybe you will see

That everything that happens isn't meant to be

I know, that it hurts like hell

I know, that you don't wanna seem scared

I know, peace is so hard to find

Especially with all this shit that's on your mind

I know!

Times is getting hard, I try not to think about it

I'm in the pen now, trynna write with ink about it

I've been a lil more stressed since my wife left me

The devil's inside, I feel like he might get me

And I can shine, just depends how that light hit me

And drugs fuck ya life up

Ain't that right, Whitney?

And I've been taking those a lot, they don't seem to work

And words ain't shit cuz now they all seem to hurt

It's just something the way the ones I thought loved me

Come see me twice a year, that's if I'm lucky

Felt more backstabbed and buffooned

When the knife stuck, it's a lot deeper than the wounds, ****

Cuz I done cashed my reality check

Surrounder by the fake, but can't escape reality yet

I was trynna feed my family

Took me as a threat

Put me away, now it's hard for me to accept

That things change, and it's hard for me to forget

Babymom's getting pregnant over meaningless sex

Not to mention Mother's Day, I lost one of my best homies

My son got love for his pops that he can't show me

Cuz he don't even know who I am

I mean he do

But, he don't really know who I am

And that's the truth

So, I gotta take that

With a grain of salt

Expected everything that's happened, it's my fault

I may never see my moms on the street again

The Lord calling me, I might end up meeting Him

Before I ever see my date of release

Cuz it's all a game that these **** playing for keeps

And the fact still remains

The pain is a real emotion

Something you gotta hide

A door you can't open

Cuz even when you feel like everything's been broken

Men gotta be men even if it's pretend

I can't hold it in, most these **** a lie

Sometimes I gotta take me a shower to cry

That's the only time I get, a moment that's private

My moment of peace and that's where I find it

This is my life, it's making me sick

Burning bars and barbwires only make me restrict

Then you can find

Let my mind mentally picture a **** fucking my bitch while I'm beating my dick!

(Damn...)

What would you do if you was in my shoes?

Thoughts of suicide, but for my kids I choose

To surivive hell on earth

Cuz this is hell like curse

Whoever created it, they should've laid in it first

So they can feel how they own shit work

Spitefulness is bad, ignorance is worse

At least I know when you do shit out of spite

I can respect you more cuz you know what it's like

So don't act like you've been where I been

If you ain't even been here how could you begin

To know, what I had to go through

Time you can't blow through

Trynna make it out without a house to come home to!

Trynna make sense of it all

I'm an artist but, I don't have a pencil to draw

So I express my thoughts vocally

Paint a picture for y'all

So you don't have to count bricks on these walls

Cuz who wants to live like that?

Most **** can't call a crib like that

You can't bid like that!

Freedom is everything

**** cherrish they lives more

Shit you throw away these **** willing to DIE FOR

You better recognize before it's too late

Dude at home, 30 days

Caught a new case

And that hurt bad, not cuz that's yo mans

It's cuz you wish it was you that had that second chance!

Now you!

I say

Listen, and maybe you will see

That everything that happens isn't meant to be

I say

Listen, and maybe you will see

That everything that happens isn't meant to be

I know!

(I know)