grew up round em bad habits
grew up round em addicts 
no time for sadness
get a shovel for the ditch
wonder why the kids
cuttin on their wrist
cuz we stuck em in this shit
it’s all about the biz
gotta get rich
rich as the people that be ownin the prisons
breedin just clones in the system
skull and crossbones and they glisten
stoned off attrition 
sittin in your home do they listen
to what you sayin on the phone
no kiddin
i ain’t playin no joke
why i always gotta talk dirty politics 
past two thirty i’m too wordy for no acknowledgement 
new school of thought got a jersey with a scholarship
but i still got that drop outta college wit
keep a sonnet on my hip livin in lyrical fits
i ain’t gonna miss
you put jesus on top like miracle whip
every fuckin rapper like honest i’m the shit
talk to that woman don’t holla at that bitch
why don’t we just 
call it what it is
i ain’t an alcoholic 
i’m just tryna get lit

forget my problems 
it’s my callin 
tomorrow callin 
let it ring 
like freedom in your dreams
like freedom in your dreams

forget my problems 
it’s my callin 
tomorrow callin 
let it ring 
like freedom in your dreams 
like freedom in your dreams