Spilling of the Brew

I wonder why I need to be fly I need to stay high
Needed to ride and if need be set to die
I look to the sky blinded by the by the sun
Asking God is this a dream am I living a lie
Give me another try I've been noticing
Nowadays I been acting like the people I despise
Moses got shot outside and Tips got murked inside
The building four to the head another life ended
And the people that did shoot them
They dead too,doing life in jail
Might as well be dead too
And I aint perfect I should probably be dead too
Yeah I aint special they harass me cause of bamboo
I aint stupid I'm just acting like a damn fool
Misery loves company I'm running round here with a crew
Another brother gone another spilling of the brew
Listen here shorty life's worth more than jimmy choos
Hopefully it'll be easier for you to see the truth...


Sincerely,
Black Jesus