Bein honest

Come on, come on, Gz, Ez Come on, come on, if I'm bein' honest, on why

I've been quiet, I really ain't feelin' the vibes around

I be high, then I be down, I can't seem to figure out

What this shit really about, it's like my head's stuck in a clouds

Brother died, I'm in denial, damn near three years feel like a while

Like how the police shoot you in yo back and get away with that

I got the news still, tried to hit your jack, hopin' you hit me back

Long live my crip, ain't no goodbyes, I'll C you where I C you at

This shit was goin' right till chain, reactions cause shit to the left

Denyin' therapy, but God know damn well that I need some help