I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, Just given' you a call man. I know you been havin' a lot on yo mind lately And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you But you have to understand this man, that we are just people. Deuteronomy 28:28 says, "The Lord shall smite thee with madness, And blindness, and astonishment of heart." See family that's why you feel like you feel like you got a chip on your shoulder. Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way... Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle Why God, why God do I gotta bleed? Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka? I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth [Reversed Intro] I beat yo' ass, keep talkin' back I beat yo' ass, who bought you that? You stole it, I beat yo' ass if you say that game is broken I beat yo' ass if you jump on my couch I beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga That homework better be finished, I beat yo' ass Yo' teachers better not be bitching 'bout you in class That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all That TV better not be loud if you got it on Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Keisha's daughter Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass You know my patience runnin' thin I got beaucoup payments to make County building's on my ass Tryna take my food stamps away I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here I beat yo' ass if I beat yo' ass twice and you still here Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself? Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else If I can smoke fear away, I roll that motherfucker up And then I take two puffs I'm high now, I'm high now I'm high now, I'm high now Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now Think I can prolly find a way to make it on this earth I'll prolly die anonymous I'll prolly die with promises I'll prolly die walkin' back home from the candy house I'll prolly die 'cause these colors are standin' out I'll prolly die because I ain't know Demarcus was snitchin' I'll prolly die at these house parties, fuckin' with bitches I'll prolly die from witnesses leavin' me false accused I'll prolly die from thinkin' that me and your hood was cool Or maybe die from pressin' the line, actin' too extra Or maybe die because these smokers Are more than desperate I'll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges Body slammed on black and white paint, my bones snappin' Or maybe die from panic or die from bein' too lax Or die from waitin' on it, die 'cause I'm movin' too fast I'll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartments I'll prolly die tryna diffuse two homies arguin' I'll prolly die 'cause that's what you do when you're 17 All worries in a hurry, I wish I controlled things If I could smoke fear away, I'd roll that mothafucka up And then I'd take two puffs I've been hungry all my life I'm high now, I'm high now I'm high now, I'm high now Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now, now When I was 27, I grew accustomed to more fear Accumulated 10 times over throughout the years My newfound life made all of me magnified How many accolades do I need to block denial? The shock value of my success put bolts in me All this money, is God playin' a joke on me? Is it for the moment and will he see me as Job? Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before? At 27, my biggest fear was losin' it all Scared to spend money, had me sleepin' from hall to hall Scared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin' 30 shows a month and I still won't buy me no Lexus What is an advisor somebody that's holdin' my checks? Just to fuck me over and put my finances in debt? I read a case about Rihanna's accountant and wondered How did the bad girl feel when she looked at them numbers? The type of shit'll make me flip out And just kill somethin', drill somethin' Get ill and fill ratchets with a lil' somethin' I practiced runnin' from fear, guess I had some good luck At 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein' judged How they look at me reflect on myself, my family, my city What they say 'bout me reveal If my reputation would miss me What they see from me Would trickle down generations in time What they hear from me Would make 'em highlight my simplest lines I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' creativity I'm talkin' fear, fear of missin' out on you and me I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' loyalty from pride 'Cause my DNA won't let me involve in the light of God I'm talkin' fear, fear that my humbleness is gone I'm talkin' fear, fear that love ain't livin' here no more I'm talkin' fear, fear that it's wickedness or weakness Fear, whatever it is, both is distinctive Fear, what happens on Earth stays on Earth And I can't take these feelings With me so hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax Searchin' for resolutions until somebody get back Fear, what happens on earth stays on earth And I can't take these feelings with me So hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap Damn Goddamn you Goddamn me Goddamn us Goddamn we Goddamn us all Verse two says you only have I known of all the families of the earth, therefore I will punish you for all your iniquities. So until we come back to these commandments, Until you come back to these commandments, We're gonna be in this place, we're gonna be under this curse. Because he said he's gonna punish us, the so-called Blacks, Hispanics, and Native American Indians, are the true children of Israel. We are the Israelites according to the Bible. The children of Israel, he's gonna punish us for our inequities. For our disobedience because we chose to follow other gods that aren't his son, so the Lord thy God chasten you. So just like your children, your own son, he's gonna chastise you because he loves you. So that's why we get chastised, that's why we're in the position we're in. Until we come back to these laws, statutes and commandments, And do what the Lord said, these curses are gonna be upon us. We're gonna be at a lower state in this life that we live here in today, In the United States of America. I love you, son, and I pray for you. God bless you, shalom

Is it wickedness? Is it weakness? You decide Are we gonna live or die? So I was takin' a walk the other day And I seen a woman, a blind woman Pacin' up and down the sidewalk She seemed to be a bit frustrated As if she had dropped somethin' And havin' a hard time findin' it So after watching her struggle for a while I decide to go over and lend a helping hand, you know? Hello, ma'am, can I be of any assistance? It seems to me that you have lost something I would like to help you find it She replied, "Oh yes, you have lost something" "You've lost your life" Is it wickedness? Lamar stated his views on police brutality With that line in the song quote "And we hate the popo, wanna kill us in the street fo' sho" Oh please, ugh, I don't like it

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments I'ma give her maximum performance I can't fall in love because I'm heartless, ooh, mmm, yeah (ayy, ooh) Whole lotta murder when it drop Get the sticks, get the mop Glow seats, gang, goin' ape shit I'ma have the Patek, hold the sky Bad bitches poppin' 'til they not Tame Impala niggas in the cut smokin' pot Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments (straight out, straight out) I'ma give her maximum performance (straight out) I can't fall in love because I'm heartless Trophies hidin' in the nosebleeds Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep Baby got the Rollie, workin' through the proceeds Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league Baby, let's get low-low Hidin' from them cameras, you can tell me what they don't know Take a private flight overseas with these logos Take a private flight to the breeze, fuck the promo (shh, shh, shh) Ego jumpin' out the Birkin, bitch, go lay it down Niggas out here trickin' on you, how is this in style? He gon' send a little bit to keep you down And you might do a little bit to keep him 'round I like my women smart, I like it when they brown (mmh) How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound-for-pound? I populate the status, populate your crowd Man, let these hoes keep talkin', let 'em run they mouth And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments I'ma give her maximum performance I can't fall in love because I'm- Ooh, mmm, yeah (ooh)

(I choose me) The pressure's taking over me, it's beginning to loom Better if I spare your feelings and tell you the truth Lately, I redirected my point of view You won't grow waitin' on me I can't live in the matrix, huh Rather fall short of your graces, huh This time I won't trade places, huh Not about who's right, who's wrong, huh Evolve, the only thing known, huh Ask me when I'm coming home, huh Blink twice again, I'm gone I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry She woke up in the morning for the daily news I was so low and mourning through the family feuds Baby, I told you a story and laid down all the rules Still, you won't grow waiting on me I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry 'Cause all of it's toxic Girl, I'm not relevant to givin' on profit Personal gain off my pain, it's nonsense Darlin', my demons is off the leash for a moshpit Baby, I just had a baby, you know she need me Workin' on myself, the counselin' is not easy Don't you point a finger, just to point a finger 'Cause critical thinkin' is a deal-breaker Faith in one man is a ship sinking Do yourself a favor and get a mirror that mirror grievance Then point it at me so the reflection can mirror freedom She told me she need me the most, I didn't believe her She even called me names on the post, the world can see it Jokes and gaslightin', mad at me 'cause she didn't get my vote, she say I'm trifflin' Disregardin' the way that I cope with my own vices Maybe, it's time to break it off Runaway from the culture to follow my heart I realized, true love's not savin' face But unconditional, when will you let me go? I trust you'll find independence If not, then all is forgiven Sorry I didn't save the world, my friend I was too busy buildin' mine again I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry I choose me, I'm sorry

K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga Every time I call, it's going to voicemail Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga No socks and skinny jeans and shit, ha Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Call me on Shaniqua's phone I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo-boo Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce 14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead homies I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga My lil' homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga Fuck what they talkin' bout, your shit is where it's at, my nigga Came in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game You wore no chain in this game, your hood your name in this game Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and huddle up Stickin' to the scripts, now here if them Benjamins go cuddle up Skip, hop, drip, drop, flip, flop with the white tube sock It goes "Sherm Sticks, burn this" That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix 50 nigga salute, out the Compton zoo, with the extras El Co's, Monte Carlos, Road Kings and dressers Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck with you Asians, they fuck with you, nobody can fuck with you I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo-boo Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce 14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead homies Hopped out the caddy, just got my dick sucked The little homies called and said, "The enemies done cliqued up" Oh, yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi barrio? Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio Oh, yeah? Everything is everything, it's scandalous Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin' Niggas names on paper, you snitched all summer Streets don't fail me now, they tell me it's a new gang in town From Compton to Congress, set trippin' all around Ain't nothin' new, but a flu of new Demo-Crips and Re-Blood-licans Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin'? They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs Make it they promise to fuck with you No condom, they fuck with you, Obama say, "What it do?" Obama say, "What it do?" Obama say, "What it do?" I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo-boo Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce 14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead homies Everybody want to talk about who this and who that Who the realest and who wack, or who white or who black Critics want to mention that they miss when hip hop was rappin' Motherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum Y'all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong shit Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since Don't ask me 'bout no camera blocking at award shows No, don't ask about my bitch, no, don't ask about my Vogues 'Less you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button Had the Coast on standby "K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora's box" I box 'em all in, by a landslide Nah homie we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets I make the call and get the coast involved then history repeats But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay He said, "It's funny how one verse could fuck up the game" I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo I remember you was conflicted Misusing your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a hotel room I didn't want to self-destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went running for answers Until I came home But that didn't stop survivors guilt Going back and forth Trying to convince myself the stripes I earned Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was But while my loved ones was fighting a continuous war back in the city I was entering a new one