Pain

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
You ain't gone catch me quitting until I got no fight in my left
I got pops in a grave mom in a cell dmn I miss them
I'll do anything to hug them sht touch them even kiss them
Lately I just want put drugs up in my system
They say that karma real but this sht hear hitting different
It got me on my knees asking god can we appeal it
Smoking on this gas for the pain hoping we can heal it
Since a jitt I swear the odds always been against me
I done had some talks with God and the devil too but those won't friendly
It seems like that's who was listening when god ain't understand me
I had to do some shit I don't regret just to assure I feed my family
Plan a was to go to the league but some shit change skip to plan b
Plan be is do this rapping shit and hope we win a grammy
So I can make my granny smile cause I know she looking down
Thinking wow look at my grandson I'm so proud
Cause I did a lot of dumb sht as a child
I did... I admit but I got back on my sht (Real) quick
Cause I remember how it feel to have cuffs locked on wrist
Shackles on my ankles dmn there gotta walk with a skip
Court room judge calling my name it was as real as it get
The feeling coming through my body a feel I'll never forget
Sht felt like a movie scene but shit ain't come with no script
Judge definitely could've gave me some time but gave me a slap on the wrist
He said I see you ball
Mr.Brantley son god gave you a gift
Ima place you on six months of house arrest that's all you'll get
But if you come before me again I swear this case ain't dismissed
And that's all he had to say and I ain't been back since
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
You ain't gone catch me quitting until I got no fight in my left
I got pops in a grave mom in a cell dmn I miss them
I'll do anything to hug them shit touch them even kiss them
Lately I just want put drugs up in my system
They say that karma real but this sh*t hear hitting different
It got me on my knees asking God can we appeal it
Smoking on this gas for the pain hoping we can heal it
Grandma first, grandad was next
Pops was last
Media in my face, yeah I'm hurt but I won't be sad
Yeah, it had me stuck, left me fcked up in disbelief
Dmn I guess it's true death, really do come in 3's
Ain't got time to grief, man of the house
Promoted to chief
Moms up in a cell, gotta take care my sisters, nephews and niece
It's a lot of sht going through my head so excuse me if I don't speak
It's nothing personal
It's just some days I feel like I'm reaching my peak...
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
You ain't gone catch me quitting until I got no fight in my left
I got pops in a grave mom in a cell dmn I miss them
I'll do anything to hug them sht touch them even kiss them
Lately I just want put drugs up in my system
They say that karma real but this sht hear hitting different
It got me on my knees asking God can we appeal it
Smoking on this gas for the pain hoping we can heal it