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  • (feat. Yirayah) [Talkin':] Now that I think about it I was always takin away from my father Or he was always takin away from me It's probably why we so close now Ya kno [Chorus:] We been starvin so long in these crazy ghetto streets And they say we're so wrong for the way we try to eat How long will he struggle I gotta grind jus to eat now I gotta eat jus a lil now So I gotta live my life this way [Verse 1:] I stretched and yawned 4 years from a newborn On a charter bus Filled with stranged humans Besides my mother nobody seems anxious Though we on our way to visit a college campus We roll up freshen up at a food concession Can't talk to strangers I wanna ask em questions Saw a woman cryin Boy face the fence I don't wanna go to college If it causes this Back on the bus still analyzin vibes Turned to my moms excel asked her 'why you cryin? ' She said because I'm happy But I could tell she lyin And since lyin was a curse I sense storytellin Her eyes focused on a object long enough they tingle That's when she reached into her bag because her phone was ringin She said 'I accept' I'm still puzzle piecin I knew my pops was on the other line Lonely singin [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Soon after we roll up to these gates Barbed wired up Men standin in the entrance armed up With a close eye on us We enter the buildin Got checked by the women who starin My mother Pull out a card with a picture of her face on it Two papers with our names on it They identify her They lookin at me Me my confusion of the journey Thorugh these walls we go Before the next one opens The past one must close As they check for proper clothes My mama so prepared For this mini battle has chose Finally we reach our final destination My poppa placed in a seat Facin me No women in his class Jus men who never laugh And when they see they family They sing [Chorus] [Verse 3:] So I begin my investigation My elbow on the round table My palm at chin I'm lookin at him Ask questions like 'how you been? ' 'when you graduatin? ' Time was up got pulled away Kickin and screamin Tears came to his eyes But never fell in front me Got old enough to realize Must've fell up under me Bein locked away in prison from your family Tryin to find ways for us to eat I see [Chorus]

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