Thank God, I'm Still Breathing

None of y'all
Hollywood plant ass niggas
Tell none of us what we do
This our culture now
It's up
You gone cancel none of us
It's up, boy!
I will never sell my soul for a meal ticket
Imma never play a hole, just to feel living
This your leader
I adopted the attitude of the great negro at the time

Demons tried to turn me to another lost soul
Broken hearts, filling some pill sized holes
My killa, I'm not tryna play with some hoes
Fill the void, get burnt with the xos
Till the soil, in yo mind, with the bless, Lord
Discipline, had to do, just to get bold
Pray my cup overflow with that blessed dough
Let me out of this box, imma break doors
Pops done told me, remember I come from
Keep the faith or something
Don't let them blood suck yuh
He a pastor, ain't no stunting
There ain't no fronting
I keep it one hundred
But I'm still missing something
Like what I'm I ducking
Prayed that Adonai keep my soul right
Words of outcry, my soul in hi-fi
Give it my all, 'fore I fly high
Not talking 'bout death, but the high life
Thank God I'm still breathing
With the sin that I'm eating
I cannot believe it
It's a bad dream they scheming
These kids reliving all the trauma
New generation of lab rats, on my mama
My homie's papa got shot
With the heater on his top
Gang hit, do it stop?
Nah, 16 with a kid, and he wanted to pop off
Could've been me with the glock
A thousand hours in the art
Instead of riding around the block
Tryna pop off
I pray to God that it's on

For all you posers
Tryna go ahead act like you own me
You own my ideas
You own my thoughts
You know what goes on in my head
You don't know anything
You don't know the full picture I'm painting
You like to act like you know but you don't
They don't know, you know
And they will never know
I try, and I try to keep myself together
But y'all ain't meant for it, you know
Y'all ain't meant for the experience