CONCLUSIONS

Black and white

I put hands on my pops

And he was tryna give advice

NYC had got to me

I guess that's what that Jungle do

Talk about the pleasure and the pain

To make it through to you

Came up in a good home

The other m.A.A.d. city

Tourists in Manhattan

But the corners aren't pretty

Come tag a wall with me at 3am on the avenue

Zombies shootin' up

And jackers out here tryna shadow you

I seen some scary shit

I got friends that seen it worse

My father came up in this city

When it was its worst

Still he made a milli

Put his kids through school

Never flipped a pack

Never even gripped the tool

And that's why I can say

That me and mine's

Are not the same

A life of crime was real to him

To me it's just a game

I hope that we can mend the bond

You don't know who I am

My greatest inspiration

As I hope to be to fans

Now y'all listen to my words

And think

I'M WEAK

You're right

But close your eyes

Open them

I'll take out ya light

They banned me from High School

Cuz I was into fights

Had no living purpose

Now I got my sights

On something that I hope I can achieve

But I don't believe in me

Because I still deceive

The replication to receive

Myself

By not workin' on my health

And every time I light a spliff

I can't expect my wealth

To go up another notch

So I drown my pain in scotch

Never speak my mind

Because I've learned to sit and watch

Like stay hard

Or they'll all take advantage

And before I got hard

I was at a disadvantage

To others in ma city

This where shit get gritty

Demanding of respect

Fuck you

And fuck ya pity

You ever felt lost

Tryna be somebody else

And I just mean to look different

But still be ya self

Nah you never have

So don' tell me who I am

Talk like you a corner kid

You prolly would of ran

You don't about the roads

You don't know about the block

I don't know about it either

Cuz I knew where to stop

But I wasn't on the stoop

I was on the field

To earn a scholarship

Always stood

Never kneeled

The day I held a baseball

Picked up a mental block

Tried to work it out

But my fate had been locked

And tell me what you know about almost losin' ya sister

And every time you're with her in the hospital you picture

A world without the little girl whom you were to protect

I prayed to God a hundred times take me instead

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I want to live

I need you all to see me

Not by label

Not by name

Both my faces ain't the same

Made a shank

Made a claim

Gotta dream

To entertain