SPOSDABE

Like who am i supposed to be/ Who am i suppposed to be Im feeling like a failure mostly/ lately its crazy and im wondering if im gon make it/ Ive stayed patient but its breaking me and I cant take it/ I know God built me for this road so Im gon make it/ In the mirror looking like who am I supposed to be God got me in these trenches guess im sposed to be Posted like an anchor to these streets who am i supposed to feed my family your family So Im servin bread and meat come and get it if you wanna eat I used to work the trap like a shrug I had to man up tryin to turn stones into bread like it was manna ruler measurements work the brain hit medullas Indiana pacer for the paper with no chaser pacecar driving in the race no brakes without a mask like future Satan tried to mask my Future I cut him down like a tooter rip the mask off Face shots like a camera booth the hammer soothed when the shells left the chamber in the homies range with the throw away I jus copped from strangers danger will robinson no christopher robin son we planned on robbin son get the tommys and the guns Who am i suppposed to be Im feeling like a failure mostly lately its crazy and im wondering if im gon make it Ive stayed patient but its breaking me and I cant take it I know God built me for this road so Im gon make it so Im gon make it God built me for this road so Im gon make it