Confusion

Life’s a clip so just hear me say, hell ‘G’ don’t play

I got homey’s on my back so none a fag can lay

I been hustling with my nigga's for far too long

Living this road and my guns staying far too strong

I don’t give a f*** since I be the first one to rap

Even if the battle’s the last, hell I ma finish without any gap

I don’t talk about the things that make up property

I don’t do shit just to blow shit so u can call it monopoly

Life is a circle of pain to find the road to fame

Nothing’s for ever nigga, only god is the name

Things change everyday only pain stays the same

My nigga was a hard rock but hell he was murdered by shame

Im conscious but I would like to smoke weed too

Like its nonsense but I would like to bleed too

If my arms rest, hell I would like to sleep too

But tomorrow isn’t promised so I would live it like I need to

Catch me with the hazes blowing on some faces

Im sticky like the gun, im more focussed then all the other races

Some fella’s need guns just to pop off quick

Like the poor needs dope just to knock off quick

Money can’t do shit when the pain is thick

If your blood an’t thicker then dope the flow with a brick

If my homey’s in jail, I be waving on em

If my nigga’s in pain, I be praying for em

If my killer is hunting, I be waiting to grin

If lord judges my sins, I be waiting for him

Hell I know im gonna pay for my sins at the end of it

The road is a hell hole and I know it’s for no benefit

The fighters never give up and that’s the sense in it

And I ma run a war with the world and never abandon it

Sometimes I just shoot to see the bullets get out the hole

All the other times I just hock the wrist to see my blood hold

I use to be in doubt what if their voices go loud

If my blood boils hot, I’ll clean the hood so no one’s allowed

Im not the reason why what happens but it happens when im there

Shit I hustle hard nigga, you can hear my pulse drum roll when im sincere

Life is too short to live in pain; ghetto’s too hot to fight in vain

Blood is too thick just to drain and clouds are humbled just to rain

Hate an’t no solution, it’s just a name, for those you hate but you can’t blame

Some doors are locked and the keys are changed, still something’s will act the same

Its confusing and hell, confusion dopes my brain with too many lives connected not to stain

The reason is none and that’s the reason to live life so just to act up at the end of the game