A Better World

My nigga said he ain't got no options

I said first my nigga you need a conscious

Thinking about my unc in that kitchen, it make me nauseous

He said boy when they hit it, watch how they function

Last year, my nigga he doing crimes

This year, my nigga he doing time

My dawg turned shooter shit sad he lost his mind

Riding with a nick at night that's my slime

All tried to slow him down but he ain't stop it

And now he can't see his kids, he say she toxic

But what about that time you almost left her unconscious

I wonder where we would be if I ain't stop it