Yo, staring at a picture of white Jesus
Hanging on the wall of my mom's house I grew up in
Too much controversy, change the subject
Nah, let me give you the context
Pistols and bomb threats, my boy got killed and I wonder if I'm next
This the type of question that can leave your mind vexed
The truck rolled over, but me and my sister living feeling like
I should've died is a different kind of feeling
So I see 50 diamonds in the ceiling
Where I come from we need a different kind of healing
You tell me what's appealing?
Noodles and grilled cheese
A middle finger to the world, hustle till ya get it
And I did it eagerly, a lot of people didn't
We all gotta find a way so get it how you live it
I know it ain't the answer it's just the way I see it
But dope boys and rappers is all that we ever seeing, yeah
Somebody show me how to use this power
Somebody tell me am I king or coward?
All I can tell you is what I've been through
All I can show you is how I feel

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