In these places that ain't safe for me
They told me turn to God for guidance
She don't know me she must've forgotten
When the rapture done already came
And I'm sorry son I hate to say
Ever since a youngin ain't been finding help
Fuck em, if they gotta think it ain't up for discussion
So much pressure on my spine
You don't see pain up in my eyes
Seen my father love a bottle
And it lead to his demise
So I learn and then I rise
Who am I? Better question
Dumb niggas who don't see the pressure made a precious jewel
I came from destitute revenue, everything from out the blue
Why momma work they shifts and take they shit until she black and blue
Ain't gone settle for the moon
Till they sing a different sing tune when I come through
And When I speak through this pen it feel more like premonition
Can't talk to God about my shit I swear she never listen
Make em' remember me, then they'll see
Editing everything, tendencies built upon
Eventually bring down heaven to me and mine
In these places that ain't safe for me
They told me turn to God for guidance
She don't know me she must've forgotten