Down One

Popping like what up though, out here getting much doe

On my tux flow, you can find me where my fucks grow

I don't need an opinion, this a new beginning

Full court press and my team is steady winning

If we sinning fuck a law, fuck a pause, I'm in the DAW

Try to tell this ghetto story so that people know the cause

Lost to politicians sowing poverty as vision

Something seeming off, I cough and see them scoff

I'm a child of the struggle, it's with the dirt I cuddled

Memory is muddled, pain I juggle make it double