Four Better or Worse (Pt.2)

I dedicate all that I ever made to better days
It never pays off when you walk, in retrograde
I was caught moving backwards out of the dark, where I fought
So many fights that I lost
All of my rights, to bear arms, just protecting myself
I ain’t shoot nobody, how I get arrested with no bail?
For fighting on the weekends, we used to serve weekends
Now it seems the justice system is getting even
Oddly, they place God Lee in the cuffs and mob’s free
After they shoot down innocent people on my street
In front of my facе, while I eat
Got me feeling wantеd for nothing while I sleep
Can we please get justice for Breonna Taylor?
What kind of favour am I asking, asking out of prayer
You the mayor, you the governor, right, you the president
When will receive true justice from the government?