Don’t Make Sense

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Where should I start homie? Where should I begin?
Nobody's being smart, being a sucker that's what's in
Ain't no body aiming high, mediocrity that's the trend
When you living like a loser, how can you expect to win?
I got a foot for your ass and one for whoever sent ya
We living on that plantation, master wants to lynch ya
This world got us all losing our minds just like dementia
When you're black and you're broke there's already to strikes against ya
Now the whole hood's in pain, people's spirits are broken
"The governmеnt be helping black peoplе." Boy you smoking
Conditions got me shaking my head, I can't believe it
This evil murderous treatment, so clear a baby can see it, nah