Love, what I got to show for it?

If it's passion for my people, let it burn like blowtorches

Living past a little memory, I say this to you meaning this respectfully

You can't connect with me, like a boxer and his left is weak

Somedays I really wonder when you're gone, what am I to do?

You tried to hit me up through Insta but the silence grew

See if it's Hell or Heaven I would wanna follow you

Because me losing you make me feel like I'm dying too

Take y'all back to simpler times

You had shown me drawings that you did when you were 10 or nine

You had showed me every line you wrote when you were spitting rhymes

You ain't in a cell, but I can't judge you any given time

Questions start to fill my mind, like

Why would you do us like that?

Why try to break up the family then try to glue us right back?

You in a battle with liquor I hope for you to fight back

I know that you can fight that, I know that you can fight that, I'm asking why, like?

Why would you do us like that?

It's like you're out of my range, I ain't worried 'bout shootin' no strap

Why you had a yard and a lawn but you like to move in the trap?

I mean you're just being you, nun' I can do about that, damn

Driving drunk, life is sobering

I saw one of my friends, dying young, while consoling him

Actually that's a lie, we grew up and I was close to him

That's just one of many things I'm thinking of and coping with

Sorry son, and I ain't talking 'bout the Starry one

I call you that because you shine like one

My little nerds, chasing little birds

Convo slurred but you can feel the words

You wasn't in the streets back in the 'burbs

You wasn't in theaters snatching purses

Rapping verses, smashing girls or getting checks

That's the curse of living black in world where teachers lack respect

To tell you that you're more than your environment

So instead of reaching greatness we be reaching, but for violence

I don't see what the problem is

And finding it is not prerogative of mine

I came out the gutter from a hustler and I'm mighty fine

Just got out my momma's crib, man I'm feeling high in life

But when I see your pictures why I start to cry? Like

Why would y'all do me like that?

Why try to break up the man in me ain't no gluing me back

I'm in a battle with liquor, you hope that I can fight back

I know that I can fight that, I bring this question right back, I'm asking why sons?

Why would y'all do me like that?

It's like my mind's out of place, but I won't move it right back

I keep my back to the wall, staying true to my past

You know it's me being me, nun' you can do about that

Why would you do us like that?

Why try to break up the family then try to glue us right back?

You in a battle with liquor I hope for you to fight back

I know that you can fight that, I know that you can fight that, I'm asking why, like?

Why would you do us like that?

It's like you're out of my range, I ain't worried 'bout shootin' no strap

Why you had a yard and a lawn but you like to move in the trap?

I mean you're just being you, nun' I can do about that, damn

Why, why?

Why, why?

Why, why?

Why, why?