Hunger Pains

Visions of Edgar Allan staring at me

Poe as fuck, wondering why they don't care about me

Young nigga broke, writing rhymes to feed the family

Hunger pains control my brain, I can't take this agony

flashy chains, diamond rings, I can't obtain

Cash is paid like Cassius Clay, I am the king this is my reign

I just want the fam to be happy, whip the caine, escape these chains

Escape reality, drink champagne, cognac, the shit I can't afford

Just chillin back in the studio, smoking kush as I record

Get some girls, mix audio while drinks are poured

Conflicted thoughts, miss the fam, thinking about the lost ones when I'm bored

Addicted broads, kiss the cam, twerking just to pay they bills

Admitted sluts, they just piss and bang and pop them pills

Twisted clubs, with wishing men tryna cop some feels

Pay for sex with no respect for a woman in them heels

Pay for drugs, gotta blow connect, gold bullion from them deals

Jay burn slow, mother neglect, cold nights 10 below

Pack the bong filled with dro, bold young blacks and whites smoke L's get throwed

High as a kite decked out in Nikes, while they family still hungry

Fuck that life, I live mines, ain't finna be a muhfucking school flunkie

Decided that night, no life of crime, not another fucking junkie

No more strife, write these lines, ain't finna be no fucking monkey

Concrete jungle filled with struggle, only way out is a nigga that hustle?

Play some ball, hit the books make my way out from the rubble