Whats the methods of life,
to survivin a tough situation
of Friends dyin in cars,
strugglin to finance education,
Sometimes shit just feels like
its all goin down the drain/
I can't call it just yet,
shit is almost hard to explain/
Though I maintain my sanity,
in breaks when life try to challenge me
Holdin my family down,
cuz love is the greatest gravity
in times,i'm feelin pillow,
cuz im always gettin slept on
so i turn my cheek to haters,
and tell em to get the hell on
Couz self doubt in my current state
aint nothin for me to dwell on
so i make sure that I'm head strong
and ready for war-like measures
Of killin MCs lyrically
as my mind conjourns to write letters
Though life ain't sweet
and its an ill season,
I thank God
Cuz damn, at least a nigga still breathin,
thinkin as I stroll in the park
I know I'ma make it through the storm
like Noah with his ark...