HOMETOWN...

When they took my cousin Byron
I knew I changed mane
Mentally
I became a slave mane
I never stopped running from the pain mane
Slow healing in these shackles and chains mane

I shed so tears for his mother and brothers
We grew up so close they were my mothers and brothers
I'm happy I got a chance to tell him I love
Never thought I wouldn't have another chance to tell him

He was sixteen in oh five
He was that cousin down to ride
God Why
The good gotta die
I feel you petty
Cause I'm
Still alive

These songs always saved me from a tragedy
I couldn't tag suicide on the family
But these Nightmares
Be having holds on me
It's fifty one fifty
Or this therapy

I use to love everything in Baltimore City
Until I lost everything in Baltimore city
These Nightmares be steady clouding the vision
Or could it be
They giving me the strength to go get it

So I gotta hit a home run
So I gotta hit a home run
Yeah This is for my home town

Brothers dying by the hundreds
Locked up in abundance
Where is the help from the government
The church corrupt as the government
Politicians selling out and loving it
Yeah
This is the Covenant
They giving us drugs for the fun of it
They giving us guns for the fun of it
No money for our schools
Little access to healthier foods
They keeping us fools
Less likely to sharpen our tools
But we Gods children
Four hundred Thousand
Wait for the plot twist
Shhh
Keep it in silence

I use to love everything in Baltimore City yall
Until I lost everything in Baltimore city yall
These Nightmares be steady clouding the vision hard
Or could it be
They giving me the strength to go get it
So i gotta hit a home run
So I gotta hit a home run
Yeah This is for my home town

Whoa