cant understand what happened to all those young lovers it doesnt make sense it doesnt make sense good sense good sense turn on the news the whole world fucked up sitting like i m strong enough to break these handcuffs plan didnt work i switched my plan up we all we got so never give your mans up ma hood and ma mama raised a grown man heard they tryna take my life i hope they gun jam my girl she always say get with the program she wants some real love but i m stubborn like ma old man sorry love i cant blame you if you sick of waiting know you deserve better i d be the first to say it staring at ma son i need some motivation from pablo that nasty night i switched my occupation the most slept on i m the topic of the conversation real shit probly me and big drip they told me conscious rappers barely ever blow thats crazy they dont wanna hear real shit no more and i forever speak my peace this that freedom of speech three ma granny told me heaven is our next stop lord forgive me all them years i keep her stressed out then the cops killed my mans left him stretched out i had to hold it down when poppa chose to step out fussing with mama they say dont do that troubled child she couldve sent me to bootcamp twenty with a newborn sleeping on granny futon bitching at me my uncle smoking the new port it doesnt make sense it doesnt make sense uh stomach growling i thank god for them coupons and them food stamps i wish i could more no hot water water was only lukewarm young frank lucas i m tryna put my crew on last bitch leave me played me they told me move on put that behind me hoping the labels sign me i was stacking that green up selling the white to them zombies aint had no fly gift back then please dont remind me uh i went from ramen noodles to benny hondas i call this food for thought how i m dropping knowledge this shit aint no joke no rickey smiley i was riding in the bucket going school but hiding uh from a spot where they check you like where they sitting from ma homie got paid but spent that at the liquor store they told me conscious rappers barely every blow its crazy they dont wanna hear real shit no more yeah i ll forever speak my piece this that freedom of speech three