Better Dayz

I told my lil cuz in high school boy u livin
History
We ain't never missed on semesters of school heavily
Young black brotha run soccer like it's his everything
And Rip his father he loved em and dat a never change
And when we hit dem bumps in da road we growed closer
Its no mystery we all gotta die
To meet Jehovah
Screaming long live kejwuan lawson and Cierra
Right before and My birthday my tears flare up
Reminiscing on da good and da bad and da sad times
Or when Cierra told me she'll be there to be in strangers
Got a call dey say can't make in she in danger
Held on for a one year long became an angel
Now my birthday is not my day its full of memories
My Soulja's Unc put him down like it was jealousy
My Soulja looked up to his Unc dis shit puzzled me
Made me look around like foreal who really loving me

Gotta pray
Keep the faith
Hold ya guard when waves get closer
And Understand dat its ok
Better days
Comin soon
Cause it's almost over

I guess when trump hit da office they thought America was better
When da rich got richer da poor managed wit bills wit lesser
Watch em beat around the bush wit condemning cause votes what mattered
Too weak to break the cycle of the division that had us
When we all had family in Vietnam dat battled
Guess corona wasn't bad til he caught it like fuck the thousands
Of deaths 2 3 9 k u see da milage
This is gone way far too long and debt piling
Its lotta kids parents no home just got evicted
While da U.S.A stalls with helping on cash assistance
While that young man father can't work he layed off
Virus spreaded through da company
Praying for pay off

I'm just waiting on a sunny day
Seems like it get to storming everywhere dat I go
Trynna make it to dem sunny days
Body weakened dis weather hard to warm up my soul

I just wish fa times of better days
I couldn't see me raising kids in this place of hate
To be destructed from the temptations of the world
Patiently waiting for my departure from da world
Oh no hurt my soul
Men kill men in loads
Men greed Men steal mo
Men teach kids teach right wrong

I blame the elders for these ways
Like how we grow without a father
Mamas struggling and she got it
When she gone the world teaching
Em new things
Like how a dead beat aint shit
And when the time wasn't spent
To guide the path to lead to structure
In his way

No excuse fa da wrong in play
No excuse fa da wrong in play
Posed to make dis better place