I Keep Trying

I Feel My Life Is Like A Movie
I’m Spittin' This For The Soundtrack
You Stereotype Me
Because You Think You Got Me Down Pegged
When You Ain’t Even Got A Clue
Where I Been To Or Been Through
Maybe You Just Rather Pretend To
Live A Life Of Hard Ship
Families In Apartments
Couldn’t Afford A Bed
So Fuck It Let’s Hit The Carpet
I Remember Momma Used To Be In The Kitchen
Ramen On The Stove
But My Poppa Was Missin'
In Compton
Probably Up At A Crack House
He’s Cracked Out
Probably Out Doing Smack Now
It’s All Bad
But Hey Life Is A Bitch
I Wanna Hate
But Aye Its What It Is
So Many Times I Sat Wondering Why?
So Many Times I Sat Wanted To Cry
Why The Fuck Its Got To Be Like This Huh?
And Why The Fuck We Couldn’t Be All Rich
I Struggled My Whole Life
But I Ain’t Crying
I Hustle To Get By
And I Ain’t Lying
Still Hoping To Get Mine
And I Keep Trying
Shit. & Only God Knows Why
My Situation So Secretive
Never Knowing What Lisa Did
Missed Placed My Trust
She Didn’t Break It But Weakend It
See Understand
Role Models I Never Had
I Have A Dad
But The Face Of Another Man
But Now I Know
When I Was Always The Black Sheep
The Bad Seed
Momma Why Did You Have Me?
Its Like A Bad Dream
Lingers & Taunting
The Feelings Haunting
You Wonder Why I’m Awnry
I’m Like A Zombie
Dazed In My Own World
I’m Like My Own Dad Now
I Got My Own Girls
So Dang Nab It
The Past You Can Have It
I’m Moving Onward
Regrets A Bad Habit
So I Don’t Look Back
Or Dwell On The Past Tense
I’m Looking Past It
I’m Being Passive
I Need A Preacher
To Preach Me A Passage
But Life Goes On
And Time Keeps Passin'