VICTOR ROBERTS
 作曲 : Ciarán McDonald/Ian Simpson/Victor Roberts II/Ryan Beatty/Romil Hemnani/Jabari Manwarring
My ******' Power Rangers couldn't protect me
From that LAPD kick though
Motel, pick popes
Went through the livin' room,
Straight to the bathroom lookin' for great ****
My poppa lookin' at my momma lookin' at that closet like,
"There that **** go"
Two kis in the dump, ten K with the mustard
A whole family in the buster, it just don't add up
My padre facin' them three strikes
And my momma just smacked the pipe
Crack smoke, got crashed
Tight, this **** still bad
'Cause the boys peeped a brillo pad and some glass tucked
And it's lookin' like my parents was up in here
Runnin' off through that stash dump
But the fact, crack different than coke
Plus the smoke wasn't close enough to choke me
Lord screwed me so mom could kick big facts at bruh
The truth is, we held her back for this kid we took in
Tryna part with his old ways, maybe we all mistook him
'Cause I knew something was ****** up when he said
"Don't open or look in this here satchel
That I'll be back for in just a couple of minutes"
And hella hours later like lookin' in an hour later
What about cold food for a cold fool?
************ put my family in danger
I blame myself for all my anger
I never looked inside this stuff
So he never truly never believed in the highly stuff
When you show me what was really inside this stuff
I never had a clue
Now I know as police, you gotta do what you gotta do
But this my family, all I got us, my *****
My whole mother just shot at us, my *****
This is why we here
Now don't **** with ****** I don't know
But I had the heart to help this kid in danger, tears in anger
Gemini gettin' violent
The police silence don't help anxiety
My daddy's passin', all of this whilin'
All of these pilots, not one of them flyin'
Y'all flyin', all tryna fight this divin' nose chuck
Popo stuck, play your part
All of this commotion and the neighbors listenin' like, "Oh ****"
Shiftin' a spark
All this emotion, need a decision made with some heart
'Cause ours is broken,
They tryna lock the third, not your mouth
My pops chokin', this **** ain't kosher
Moms is over if CBS get sent to page us
I ain't gon' see my parents for ages
All this erosion, no protection
**** don't feel safe
What graduation? What degrees?
What visitations? What imagination?
Imagine my whole world taken away from me
All over some basic misconstrued melodies
My heart racin', clutchin' my red Ranger, pacin'
I can barely breathe
Mister policeman
Policeman
They got what we need
Just let 'em be
Thank God for my ******* still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my ******* still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart
And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart
Thank God for my ******* still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my ******* still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me
Oh, oh