Born Alone

I was born August 4th, my mother was seventeen
Daddy was twenty-one around the time he fled the scene
Rather be pistol packing and banging than raising seeds
So I guess I missed out on some basic fatherly needs
Mother was always sweatin', never lettin' it hold her down
And as I grew up I was ready to go a round
Fight for the future my mother fought on her very own
The inspiration of a woman who grew very strong
I'm not your average, I'm one of those for the loony bin
I barely managed to make it to makin' moves again
Now I bring it all together as I ride it home
Opening old wounds till I'm blazing the microphone

I been riding by my lonely
Feeling like no one really knows me
Bring up my past, that's the old me
So I been riding, I been riding by my lonely

How many times did I tell myself that I would never forget you
Embedding everything with you while making you something special
Blessin' this instrumental, soul, my heart and my mental
Don't shoot the messenger messing with everything that he's meant to
Microphone and a pencil, dollar and a dream
You seen everything I had and only want me for the cream
Got me feeling wasn't worth it much as it really seems
You're the reason I get drunk, start to get upset and scream
Yeah you put me through the ringer, screwed the whole thing up
Including yourself in every single thing that I bring up
But ya man has got heart, living life to the beat
Doing everything that I can to get away from the heat
Cause even when the city cold, niggas roll with a piece
Ready to pull up on you, put you in dirt resting in peace
All dogs go to heaven, I'm alpha of the pack
Said I'm living to die, but the music bringing me back
Coming out of a city you can't even trust the cops
They'll pick you up and drop you in a neighborhood of opps
And gangs are banging blocks with semi-autos and Glocks
But you spoke to me and gave me confidence that it could stop
But this shit still hasn't stopped, I'm starting to feel abandoned
I was never the same when this life took Kiarah and Brandon
Man, this shit so fucking random, but it's all part of the planning
I apologize lord, it's hard to do what your demanding
Needing your understanding, cause this confusion just won't fly
How am I to comprehend the motives of the most high?
Giving my everything praying I don't die
When my soul is as cold as the steel on a .45

I been riding by my lonely
Feeling like no one really knows me
Bring up my past, that's the old me
So I been riding, I been riding by my lonely