after math of oppression

(0:01) huh, yeah, true

(verse 1)

START(0:10)get on my nerves these stupid little people,

sometimes I want to push them off a steeple.

Yo get a grip take a sip,

you drunk I'll pray for yah .

I may die today but I had lived for it,

I'll pray for him but his clothes look like their made out of scrim.

ha but your watch is made out of dim mines out of gold while his is old,

still got the little paint stickers try'in to unfold put you in your coffin.

and become a dead soul no wait I lied,

All I need to do is go back in time, find, grind,.

Yeah you go hide but who's side are you on

(chorus) my side my side my time my grind

all this mine (x3) mine

( verse 2)(1:07)

Think I'll be free from drinking,

why did I do it in the first place.

my mind is thinking while the titanic,

is still sinking and dem cop car lights are still blinking.

after I killed that guy my mind is still violent while I'm,

typing this drug feeling is exciting.

after that girl dumped me it was no,

point in me to see the truth but I can still.

be in that drunk driving booth got.

them chains on my wrist it was no need for,

my fist hashtag bar fight end it with Thor's.

might while my black brothers be in them,

jail bars I see this is normal for y'all but.

at the beginning y'all think y'all are hard but,

it ends up with you in bars(I'm out).