Conflicted Situations

Hey you ever been hurting you just don't know
Where that hurt coming from
And you experience a form of Auto desrefleaxia?

Some of my ancestors slave masters Some of them slaves
I grew up in a conflicted situation less to say
I had to fight a lot because I look white but I'm like hey
I'm throwing them like Tyson and show them like show and tell day
I don't even know prices I ain't even in the game today
In my own lane swing and bang to the Truth da trey way
Conversations with a rap legion felt so amazing
Love my Pastor, he such a blessing
Thanking God that he made him
Momo Alyce just came visit I love our relation
Ship gon forever sail ain't no such thing as sinking

Sorry momma I get impatient still be ready to crash
Use to be ready to throw it all away when I'm mad
When I feel like it ain't working gave it all I had
I was just trying to make it better but was making it bad
Ain't nobody understanding me but I do understand
Growing up finally learning how to become a man
Go to consulting because I need it, and I know why I am
Tramatizied as toddler, I survive real nightmares
I was 3 or 4 and still can see my daddy getting whip with a pistol
Our house had got home invaded they kidnap my lil sister
They put a pistol to her temple because they came on a mission
They were looking for dope but wasn't no dope where we were living
Had to live with that growing up
I had wanted revengence
Felt I knew who had did it
Just never caught them I woulda kill him
If that wasn't him I probably would have killed someone innocent
It was wicked how I was living. let the devil live in me
And he tricky I know the vibes because they very familiar
Really feel like I don't deserve nothing I'm getting
But I always wanted to help I always had good intentions
Now listen and pay attention how the cycle continue
I was 17 when I ran in somebody home
With what's his name, and what's his name
And what's his name told
And If you know, then you know how the story goes
Got probation and violated and had went up the road
First time going to prison I was 18 years old
608493 that's my DOC code
Up in Hunts tried to sell my shoes for cigarette and got jacked
Cellie talk me into selling them
I didn't want to do that
In the beavers is locked down so I couldn't get them back
Some lil boy was down the tier trying to play me bout that
Sent him batteries for a light
He said I ain't getting them back
I said cool when we go to yard
Just be ready to scrap

But look just so happen it was shower time
And they let one cell get a shower at at time
But they had this messy guard who was listening to the confrontation
And he end up opening both our cells
So I ran in his cell and I put him up
Y'all can ask lil Walter from New Iberia
Y'all can ask meaty from Lafayette
And y'all can ask Flip I think he from Opelousas that's the one I put up

Still don't pull up but please don't try me
Better try Jesus that's who got me
And if it's my time to go I was born to go
I came to get it popping, like wheelies on a Kawasaki
Go in the ring feel like rocky
Just kicking like karate
I really live like Kanakazi

Some of my ancestors slave masters
Some of them slaves
I grew up in a conflicted situation less to say
I had to fight a lot because I look white but I'm like hey
I'm throwing them like Tyson and show them like show and tell day
I don't even know prices I ain't even in the game today
In my own lane swing and bang to da Truth da trey way
Conversations with a Rap Legion felt so amazing
Love my Pastor, he such a blessing
Thanking God that he made him
Momo Alyce just came visit I love our relation
Ship gon forever sail ain't no such thing as sinking



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Davidson Jr
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