Survivor's Guilt

I came from the rain

 And when i say the rain I’m really talking about that pain 

 That pain when your mother left 

 Or when your brother dead 

 Or where your father went 

 When it wasn’t obvious 

 He never loved you like he said he did

 I could never be an autobot when I’m a Pessimist Prime

 Deception from my **** i can’t tolerate 

 They know me better then my enemies and conversate 

 That’s not a real word

 and this is not a real world

 Road rules

 In a ’02 Pathfinder, it was jet black 

 On North Jerusalem moving 10 bags 

 Temp tags , driving through your city like my brakes bad 

 **** never liked me and I hate that 

 Straight jab 

 Catch 2 pops like a gay dad 

 And I don’t like you too 

 At your funeral in nike suit 

 Ever since Wale made nike boots 

 I been the most proficient

 I’m not nice, **** know to listen 

 My bitch a yellow bone, I’m Homer Simpson

 We in a dope position 

 Yea

 So tell these rap **** run it like we 4th and inches 

 I Need that verse money 

 I need that rest in peace shirt money 

 Been a long time that you ain’t heard from me 

 So expect the worst from me 

 My son do enough dirt to make the earth ugly 

 So Call Captain Planet 

 Happenstances gave me mass advances

 Still I’m dealing with the backup dancers 

 **** know i sound like drake with the ab enhancements 

 So I better find your loving bitch 

 Other side of my island is still suffering 

 Survivor’s guilt 

 Sheet over the bodies is comprised of silk 

 **** know I’m outside, we ran out of milk

 So how could you doubt me still