FRESH AIR

[Verse]
It's kinda crazy in this struggle sometime
When negative influences like to fuck with your mind
I told my nigga, "Stand tall when you grind"
This a letter to my homies caught in poverty crimes
Tryna work a 9-to-5 from 9 to 5
It's like a jungle sometime, keep a machine to survive
I got a thing for my pride, but people tryna kick my back
I started from scratch, then laid it down on wax
Keep your feet planted in your square, but fully aware
'Cause the evil's best plan is to divide and tear
Almost lost my life the other day, I gotta beware
I swear; I knew this life shit just wasn't fair
Too many conflict of interests
Too many personalities and different opinions
Too many grades on different ways of livin'
I gotta use this gift that I was given; driven
I use my pen to crack the code from prison