RAIN DROPS

Wake up, get your cake up, we on a mission

No later, we can't wait up for competition

We ain't the same, stay in your lane while I conquer this one

This shit you living and spittin' is a contradiction

So when I listen I find that I'm getting kinda conflicted

How can you feed all this sickness inside the minds of the children

We're supposed to find them, guide them and build them

Instead we got 'em selling fire at the side of a bulding

Now he's doing time cause he confided in villains

Whole time he was hiding his feelings

Killed 'em inside, so he would get high to conceal 'em

Losing his mind, his real him and image are colliding within 'em