Some next shit

i always get deep, when i tell my thoughts
head towards the sky, can u hear my god
i was better off, i was on my own boss
now im gettin tired wen i hear em talk
im no where to be found, like where do i belong
remember you told me to be right n neva be wrong
so i decided to let my soul get on this song,
n its so hard for me to juggle all this stress, n put it on a beat

keep my eyes open i cant fall asleep
but im so tired of runnin up and down these streets
so i stand tall planted on my feet,
with my head held high hopin youll respond to me

i think i mite need a prayer for this tight situation,
everyone was talkin either complaining or hating,
so i kept it in me and i stayed patient
untill i got fed up and said i couldnt take this,
all my homeboys around me started changin,

they thought turnin they back was the right thing to do,
and yes i know i got jumped, that shit is old news
u still stuck in the 80s, ya shit is old school
you can doubt me, n play me but i am no fool

i needa tell you what i feel, but i just duno how to
but sooner or later ill be the one you haters bow down to...