Better Days

I know it's hard,
It's just lately I been feeling it,
We're too apart,
And our hearts they been dealing with,
Broken parts,
Cause we're scarred from the fear of it,
Playing cards that ain't ours,
We ain't feeling it,
Cause we got realer shit to focus on,
Like your career and my career,
In the midst of this corona storm,
But we still work and try to get along,
Seeing pictures of the past as we laugh,
But we know it's gone,

Papa's getting weaker,
The chemo in his system,
And it's killing him,
It's meant to be his healer,
It's getting bleaker,
His head is pounding like bass from the ground,
And the treble from the speaker,
And mama crying wishing death upon herself,
Like the devil came and cast,
A whole spell upon herself,
Needa pour another glass,
Cause the stress it feel like hell,
Gotta wash away the bad,
With the liquor from the shelf like,

Needa wash away the bad...
I know these times won't ever last
But all this pain wont go away
I pray to God for better days...

People talk but I don't listen,
The demons in my thoughts are the only ones in vision,
Staring at the clock,
Feeling locked like it's prison,
Trapped within a box,
I'm just lost,
No existence,
I don't wanna drop,
But the tops what I'm headed for,
Tryna play the plot,
Staying stocked with the metaphors,
Looking for a lot,
Bouta pop like it's evermore,
Sweeter than the spot that you knock with a petit-four,
Better beginnings we're never gifted,
But I was raised to be brave,
Took a page from the ways of the privileged,
Now I pave my own business,
Gotta save make a change,
To the ways that I've lived this,

Needa wash away the bad,
I know these times won't ever last,
But all this pain wont go away,
I pray to God for better days,

Yeah,
That's right,
You know better days are coming right,
Just gotta wait for it,