My homie lost his family and snapped, shot up half the block to bring them back.
If God wanted me to be quiet he would’ve never showed me what he does.
I guess cause i'm black boy, I'm supposed to say 'peace', sing songs, and get capped on.
You gotta find a way to survive cause they win when your soul dies.
Dying on the inside, but outside you're looking fearless
if they take half the buildings that they use to praise god and give it to the motherfuckers who need god we'd be 'aight