[Verse 1: Daniel Clark]

They murder kids

They murder kids here

Mid-West not acting on it

Better yet this country doesn’t hear

New American Genocide

Just claimed my brother up in here

Might have called him a refugee

Based upon his black and nappy hair

Questions arise...

How real is your for real?

Like, really let’s be honest, how fucking real is real?

Better get protection dog, cause they fucking drilling here

These homicides, 365, claiming lives everywhere

They run up in your crib, containing your lady and a brand new, love child to rise

All because you’d rather be shooting and mobbing than schooling guiding

So the child never sees light and He grows up in the dark, who winds up being like your sorry ass

Only knowing false realties, yet, keeping it real enough to recognize your flaws and write this verse for you’re absent ass

And Father Time keep ticking

Tick

Ticking

[Hook: Daniel]

You don't know

You don't know my life

You don't know

You don't know my faith

You don't know

You don't know my life

You don't know

You don't know my

[Vere 2: Jerold Beene]

(Young and Free tho)

Disadvantaged from the start, man, like ain't it apparent

Talkin' Black Lives Matter won't get you far in white America

Wear this hoodie make me Trayvon

Sally Six, I might be Eric

If she decide to go out today then my sister might be Sarah

Let me spit it like this

Let's throw a gun into the scenario

Black man that's a criminal

White man good Samaritan

Say you not racist but that unconscious bias so subliminal

It's been real for me

None of the books I ever wright will be fictional

Why, I, gotta watch the way I talk, gotta watch the way I move, gotta watch the way I walk

Put caps on my horizon like the sky ain't big enough

Y'all ain't got no room for us, I be working twice as hard

I be peeping these disparities like ain't it apparent, you just murdered another human, plus that human was a parent

I know I ain't proving shit no matter how I function

I know you rather not have my melanin in your junction

[Hook: Daniel]

You don't know

You don't know my life

You don't know

You don't know my faith

You don't know

You don't know my life

You don't know

You don't know my

[Verse 3: Daniel Clark]

I sold drugs out my mama’s basement

Moved weight in bases

Rent A Car from Avis

Picked out my playlist

Started bumping Fatigue just to hear how I’m feeling

Man, these pills hell of feeling

Damn, I’m questioning myself on the live

Like, if I take one more, will I live or will I die?

Damn, so I took it, anyway

I OD’d in the Backseat of a ford lost my focus

But what’s it to the man anyway

Selling bags to dope feigns, grief in tight bundles

Rubber band together, in dis cashless jungle

See the young know no better

They know no better

Their Heart is restless, might snatch your necklace

And next thing, end up acting foul and reckless

To catch this, you goin’ need to body bag this

This message, ain’t really that hard to mess with