sometimes i wonder man how long is it gon be for my people to come out man we strugglin it s hard sometimes but tomorrow s better than yesterday uhh i was born in the slums struggled from day one ray charles vision blinded by the light from the sun no navigation no sense of direction darker complexion made it hard to live dad how you fathered your kids stranded on the highway of life left us out to die left us out to dry shhhh i m still hearin my mother s cries nigga no father figures make harder niggas through the years i went to war with niggas from what i saw in the pictures now your son is bigger thirteen but just like you moms said i would grow up and be just like you from what you did to my sister she disliked you sixteen eleventh grade look at me just like you gunnin for riches runnin hoppin project fences street corners to arizona how i earn my digits and i m far from finished gamin til my coffin diminish why pray for the afterlife when mine s just beginnin huh promised land promised land only son by a mother no brothers only sisters by this one every time i kiss one i miss one let me explain eight years before the game everything came with pain watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times a gayn cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame my father bear the same name as his father my grandfather wouldn t believe he pulled up our family tree i can see him rolling over in his coffin i m left with often thoughts of how could you molest your daughter they say that s ten times worse than manslaughter man you oughta be dead in a grave but it wasn t my call so instead you sat in a cage high powered two hundred and fifty pound six five coward woulda been dead in an hour heard you was scared to take a shower scared of the yard your end is near you shoulda been scared of god motherfucker i stay a step ahead of the rest of y all why i gotta keep a vest for y all though i made it dog i still stress for y all funny how my folks think rap money stretch so far pray to god my niggas see through all the checks and the cars i m tryin to invest in what s ours gimme a couple of years dog i ll turn your tears stress and your scars into lawn chairs and green grass in your yard i m tryin to watch my kids wrestlin y alls not have to get em ready for school and strap a vest on em all i know sometimes it get hard keep your head up mami reach for the stars having a child is like a blessing from god you just gotta work hard can t let your youngest star strip in that bar i feel your pain this shit is ripping my heart but where and when do we start listen to the voice in back of my mind can t reach all my women so i attack it in rhyme i know what you re feelin i m wiping your tears ma it could happen in time for now i take your tear strife suffering imagine it mine huh 