See the folks say they got your back,
Be the main muthafuckas,
Waiting for you to crack,
Down fall downfall,  and when you die, they be the first on last call,
Fake tears fake love, where was the love when I was getting dug, with the bugs,
It's a fantasy drug, I'd rather die in the hands, of my enemy by a slug,
Because, fake friends take most of your ends, and lay out most of the sins,
So tell me, how the hell can they feel, when so far from Muthaphukkin real,


Lost my last two dollars, yo it makes me wanna holla,
Holla, at the sky why o why, lord father just let me see the sky,
And regain my freedom, cursed to this land, birth through old Eden,
I saw the seasoning, before the cooking, I'm thinking this sight is good looking,
Too much hurt, too much work, pain stuck deep in the dirt,
Living the perks, its on and poppin, big yosef holding thrills that droppin,
Lounging never slouchy, keep it realer than Fauci, **** the vaccines,
I stay cool and clean, smile when all the mugs turned mean,
So dont ask me how I feel, when I'm just giving up the Muthaphukkin real,


So what they wanna call me *****, but I got things going on much bigger,
I stay by the trigger, so how the ******* figure, its gonna stop me from taking pictures,
Of the elite see the souls of the lost sheep, taking a peep,
Through and gander, deadly virus focused colors of a panda,
Forget every other race, with last on the map, perhaps, people need to get slapped,
I been there, I done that,
Folks still holding, the government *******, but I switch to attack,
Mode see the youth, finna explode, boomers finna implode,
They mad at us, *** we dont feel what they feel, I'm just givin up the real,