Intro

Uh
I'm like poverty
I got a million enemies but they ain't ending me
No I'm a denial freak
I treat these hard questions like they ain't trikie shit
They done swapped a black man for a pay cheque
We downgraded black women yet we pro black
It's so funny huh like every hood rat
Who's tryna kick it now coz she heard you met racks
She thinking boy buy a crib in the hood
You think I'm tired of this place I gotta leave it for good
She kind of ratchet so her future ain't cool
You kind of love her so you hope that she gon make it through
Then she cheats on you and you lose your soul and mind
Now you over drinking breaking up with the grind
I seen it happen to a lot of you cats
Oh shit I'm off topic mow back to the track
I said I'm like poverty only the ones above me wanna help me breathe
But they don't want me to win except under their wings
They know how I Is I destroy everything
Uh I'm like adultery I am what they enjoy even though I sin
I snatched the torch from whoever your next of kin
They cease to win I'm the one that wanna feel
Uh I'm like poverty I kick a dog when it's down no sympathy
Me and the three wise men are a symphony
Give me the heat I'd never let nobody sin for me
This is epiphany below Christ but they still manifesting me
I'm the remedy for every ear that started bleeding when Pac got killed