Hard to exlain

The struggle of that life

You want pain? Try your moms and pops arguing all the time
From 2 blocks he can hear the noise.
he’s niggas never said why
No love at home
The streets filled the void
To someone else it was a
Bottle of dish washing liquid
To him it was filled with joy


Letting balloons go, he do that each year
hes niggas pull up on probation knowing they not supposed to be there
At 15 he was just trying to make it to 16
he din’t know who to trust, he was stuck in between


Was working 3 jobs, one delivering cargo
He was stuck in bardo
Kinda like the state between life and death
But this time he couldn't even catch a breath
The struggle’s real
Went to school, put an act couldn't reveal
Couldn't reveal what was hard to heal


Hes struggle was just unreal
Came home from school just to found ordeal
He's parents didn't care so he had to found his next meal
Dint have money, so he was forced to steal
No love, no heart cause that part was seal
Had no friends, not that he was shy but was scared to appeal