Looking Glass

[Hook]
What do you see through the looking glass
Fallin' when you're looking back
Can't escape walking down this path
Can't live living in the past

[Verse]
I see you, I wouldn't want to be you
But it's too late my true face becoming what I already became
And that's my true state, can hurt like a toothache
Looking at ones' true state be exactly what you hate
Trying to find a new slate, think a new mind state
Every kid I grew up with is dead or locked behind gates
I guess it's just a matter of time and I should just wait
Really it's no choice it's just words with no voice
Maybe action the only way to attack it
I'm talking life, trying to be just a little less ratchet
Fuck it nah, I don't like it
I ain't a psychic just by writing this shit yo I don't feel anymore righteous
I'm religionless just a nigga on some nigga shit
Truthfully looking in my eyes, I don't give a shit
Not the one to be fucking with
Playing with or kidding with
Cause shit can get real goofy
Fuck all that silly shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Clothes dirty, gotta hand wash
I'm tired of eatin soups
Going to rack, gotta walk in groups
Seeing my kids but can't touch them
Thinking about time feeling like nothing
Plus I'm fighting you trying to take mine
For me to adjust it's going to take time
Some friends forgot about me, they don't make time
Shit feel like I gotta do a straight dime
Nah, this ain't no place for humans
But I'm strong they ain't think I can make it
But they assuming, gotta read books keep my head straight
Tired of feeling like deadweight
Walk in a child fighting the staircase
I still smile deal with it
Looking through the glass while my fam visit
Some people got forever and a day
Gotta handle what come to you
You can't look the other way, nah
No sign of weakness I would never show it
And if I am nervous they will never know it
Yeah cause I'm a soldier through it all
Fight the pain fact remain I couldn't walk before I crawl

[Verse 3]
Time is measured by movement so I'm tryin to beat the millennium clock
But I keep going to jail and it feels like my life clock stops
Suspended in time behind bars be fucking with my mind
I'm from the streets so I'm racing passing batons
Hundred yard dashin with a brick, to the finish line
But I got lapped again now I'm trapped again
On that upstate bus I'm going back again
It's like I'm dead to the world nobody writes me
Or come to see me, it's like nobody likes me
All I got is niggas in jail trying to fight me
And the feds building a case trying to indict me