Better Life

Muniir you know I love you right
But you got a lot of years
I'm still young
I'm still learning who I am
Im still growing
I can't do it no more
It's too much

Every night I ask Allah to protect my niggas
Cuz ima lose it if I hear someone done stretched my niggas
Knowing that I can't go out and help my niggas
It got me upstate in a cell stressing
Trigger finger itching thoughts of clutching on that weapon
Daydreaming bout that hallo splitting through your Mellon
These are the thoughts and feelings of a juvenile felon
No visits cuz they got me locked in Hillbilly mountains
Face to the floor praying they accept my transfer
Looking at my pictures I see my mother getting older
Grandma growing weaker lil brother getting taller
Lil sister started fucking now she think she know it all
I drop jewels on her every time that we talk
But getting through to her on the prison phone is hard
She seventeen and pregnant and I feel like its my fault
She seventeen and pregnant and I feel like its my
Cuz if I was home maybe it would've been different
But try not to think about it cuz its not realistic
Cuz all its gonna do is have me stressed out tripping
Cuz I got five years left to serve in a prison
Hairline receding but my beard growing thicker
Just finished salaat but I take time to dhicker
Try stay out the hole keep my mind on the bigger picture
But these too tough weirdo Thurl niggas tempting
So I keep a distance and stays to myself
My family supports me so I does for myself
And I will never ask a nigga for help never that
Cuz once a nigga show you love they think you have to show it back
Yeah I am militant Never get too personal
Cuz anything you tell a nigga he can use to hurt you
He gone Martin Lawrence stand up run and tell on you
Or he gone Wendy Williams gossip and spread rumors bout you
In a male prison female tendencies is common
Cuz all these bitches do is talk and half the time they lying
Symba tribe They will put shame to mufassa
They way they claim that they was out here Escobar suplying
The more a nigga talk the less that I'm gone say
Before I make a move I have to take time and think
Because I have a possible parole date
And I cant jeopardize that over a lame
Cuz that will injure me and long run
Im tryna maintain breath for the long run
Because life is a hundred year marathon
And I'm still running I'm just tryna find my second wind
Gasp
I was sharing showers with a hundred men
They give you food if you eat it then you getting sick
You forced to sleep in a place where you shit and piss
That shit is crazy how they make us Motherfuckers live
In that yard pull up bar tryna get my body right
Reading books Hill Harper Amos Wilson and the like
Because they showing me how to live a better life
And I just want to live a better life
Yeah
I just want a better life
I Just want a better life
Yeah
And I stand on what I did even though it wasn't right
Juvenile felon