Madrugando, Pt. 2

[Verse]
Where I’m from
No, not LA
That bird in flames
I throw it up everyday
Get together again
On every weekend to play
Lost our souls to a vice
Lead us straight to the grave
So what the fuck is the name?
I be that bitch, she ain't safe
Speak how I see it, it's fake
And I don't read up on the politics that shit make me sick
Lead the confused with intellect
Refuse and recollect
What was lost, what's in the chest
So we vote for the lesser evil
Fall in line with the rest of people
Who can't think
An individual, nowadays is hard to find
A planet running outta time
‘Cause we been unkind, and no rewind
So tell a mothafucka who next?
Up in the land of the flex
Let ‘em wave their money higher but I'm earnin’ respect
‘Cause a female got it worse
It's a no mans land, once I get my ass up in it
Shit end up ina hearse