Walls Closing In...

It's hard to feel alive, walking through the genocide

I try to close my eyes and picture better times

I'm talking way before the rhymes, way before the grind

All this overtime got me out my mind Haven't spoke to moms in years

Knowing how it hurts, mama wipe your tears Way before I see a hearse, you gon' see it

work Shit, I promise this, all my accomplishments

From facing challenges, running game all the time

Could see the pain in my eyes, I hide the pain in my heart

Hoping one day I'll find the right way And if it's Sunday, I hope it's Monday

I'm bumping gunplay, I'm on a one way With a Bible on my dash, hoping I don't crash