It's like
I don't wanna live no mo
I can hear the devil knocking at my front door
Fighting to stay alive to survive for my seed sake
Do't wanna leave his momma to raise him alone in these days
I tried to talk to god I don't think that he hear me
The problem book said that his appearance is a mystery
Hope I don't pray to air
I know that my elder gods hear me
The ancestors give me a second chance to get my rep up
Nobodies perfect
But I don't see luck come out of bird shit
The craft that I was given is dеsigned for purpose
Egon's gone I'vе been forcing to give y'all songs while depression's fucking my mind raw
Too many niggas think they know me like my life soft
Given the chance I'd take muthafuckas and cut lights off
I'm a hermit out of choice too many pirate my energy
I rather peace than making new enemies cause I got enough
Chorus:
You tell me that there's love here
But to me it's blatant
That with all the blood here
I'm dealin' with Satan
Plus with all the hate
It's hard to keep peace
Thou shall not steal
But I will to eat
I tried doin' good, but
Good not too good for me
Misunderstood
Why you chose the hood for me
Me I'm aight
I just had to work hard at it
Went to auntie for answers
She told me that God had it
Sometimes I wanna cry
Souls from my past is now losing their live
Have my own issues feel like i'm slowly losing my mind
Heart racing clock ticking
I ain't ready to go but don't make the decisions
Blessed everyday I wake up
Cause deep down my heart is on the break up
Sporadic thoughts go those who didn't make it
My brain becomes a time capsule
Flashing back as I drift down the rabbit hole my mind rattles
I'm just hoping to see my seeds have seeds
My wisdoms womb manifest my legacy times 3
And all the blessings I receive shall feed the grands
Cut my palm let the blood drip to feed the fam
Teach my son a different version in the meaning of man
And tell him knowledge is the key to the land if you believe in a plan
Don't put faith into human beings cause people will let you down and fail you like teachers kill your dreams
Chorus:
You tell me that there's love here
But to me it's blatant
That with all the blood here
I'm dealin' with Satan
Plus with all the hate
It's hard to keep peace
Thou shall not steal
But I will to eat
I tried doin' good, but
Good not too good for me
Misunderstood
Why you chose the hood for me
Me I'm aight
I just had to work hard at it
Went to auntie for answers
She told me that God had it
True Realities was written by Dean Chesson Jr.
True Realities was produced by Blaq Knight.