Starin into Space

Lord I know you give tests let me check my grades

Okay okay more prayers my way

I might be cutthroat yeah but that was how I'm made

This 16 a guillotine I lost my head today

Way back back in the day when there was hate niggas ran fades

Nowadays they won't throw them things

Niggas shooting over anything

It's not what my pops want and his Glock like his wedding ring

Nowadays they just up sliders to make a play they really changed the game

I've been out here trying to make a way in the dirty R they don't feel my pain

Mom ran through two ribbons how the fuck she still in the race?

This is shit running through my mind if you ever see me staring into space