Yall dont understand me All you hand me is a dime and maybe some candy Plan a didnt work out so I went to plan b Stole money from a single mom, man Im such a pansy I cant even pay for a family This rage got me into a frenzy I keep goin in circles... Im dizzy You dont understand what its like to live in poverty Wish I could win the lottery You know what bothers me? Is how my father left me I have no house but got kids yet Im still fatherly Through it all my family is my biggest commodity Daily, the scholarly pass and scoff at me The way the struggling are treated is a monstrosity they are for some reason a mockery Im about to run up on someones property and commit a robbery These thoughts that cross my mind are an atrocity Its even got to the point where I judge my skills like that was sloppy I work my ass off No rappers can top me but my zero income stops me Ive got kids to feed, right now they are walkin around the park consuming bird seeds I asked a man for food and he kneed me He told me to find work But I cant even get a job as store clerk No one hires an exjail bird Im about to go berserk My children expect me to provide but my hands are tied Me and my girls curl up at night While they rest I fall asleep crying Man, I swear on the inside it feels Im dying Its even come to it, when I see them I go into hiding Its like my efforts always fall short Not once has the ball landed in my court Its the saddest thing but I wish she would had abort My kids dont deserve to live like dirt Not even able to afford them a clean shirt Day to day is just plain hurt, it irks me because they see me struggle When they say they hungry I burst like a bubble I take it out on my girls like its their fault But how are they to blame if I aint got money in the vault? The thing that nerves me is when I think Ill stay this way until Im buried Or when people pull up on the curb and start spewing shit, it perturbs me It disturbs me when my girls are running around the park telling me to hurry Like how can you be so positive with so little, it beats me Passers have the guts to say why I chose to be poor Like I want to ask the same person each day for more Knocking on peoples doors Or even worse when I have to go around stealin out a young womans purse I wish shit would change but it just recurse God have mercy I aint perfect But I swear Ill make your effort worth it. Its time to find that fighter in me and unearth it Because I promised my girls the world And Id be perplexed if I didnt follow through with it So, world watch your back here I come I wont succumb to these scum I will overcome and overrun these thoughts that prevented me to move forward Toward these goals that I have set Let my little angels watch over me They will carry me to victory, away from our misery To all you who spat me on me, watch me climb this mountain Because I promise you I will be above all of you
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