WONDER

I wonder if everything we been through worth it, and if life play out perfect

If you got that new truck where the windows have curtains

They caught him and they murked him, turned the hood into a circus

Bunch of clowns walking round with artillery in they purses

Seen a diploma before a hearse, shouldn't be but it's a blessing

Well life ain't guaranteed so for right now man I ain't stressin'

But at the times I need direction, pain fuck up my perception

It's gotten to the point where they recommending prescription

I think I'll disappear, make it appear I'm more than distant

Then reappear with a bag to divvy up for all the children

The niggas who they idolize the style and that's the bottom line