Jayman

Shit ain't been right Since that first divorce Ma i lost my voice Pops i lost my choice In Middle class But living with these obnoxious folks This shits A fucking hoax I mean where is the joke Young nigga sleeping from floor to floor Id often have Dreams of more Less problems And more support Dads gone and so is the torch It's pointless But hear my voice I've lost it So here's my choice LEAVE Ain't no confusing Niggas using That's just how it go Give em a inch And a second Watch em Hang ya with the rope I know it's hard To cope But That's just how it goes We Barely stay afloat Into family Tear us more It's hard to bare Let alone care These niggas Take food from yo fork Yet you Continue to fork Then demand Much more