The Fall

For the soul. Yeah, I fail a lot.

There's nothing wrong with the fall, get up and better plots. Long as you steady on your goals, nigga, never stop.

I'm steady pushing lines, trying to get my family better blocks.

Daily, I'm wondering if heaven real or hell is hot.

This ain't no way the cards that God dealt us, can't be better, stop! Shit, gotta be something better.

So, look, look.

Yeah, I fail a lot, but get back up and steady pace whether we fail or not. Delusional, when shit ain't possible, I can't never tell us nah.

It's in my DNA to never, ever stop.

Voice of the people, ain't gotta wonder if I'm real or not. There's stories in these verses, also more bars than felons got.

My nigga died unexpected, hoping that the killing stop.

We pass the hat around just trying to put him in a better box. Look, we need better leaders, and we need better cops.

Another black soul gunned down from a devil op. Niggas hustle like the

Flintstones, nigga pedal rocks.

I show them better ways, navigations to a better block. It's all love, support kings like Coretta Scott.

Tell me your dream, I can show you how to get there. One wrong decision that he made, he gotta sit there.

They told him life was hard, they ain't never said the shit fair.

Yeah, I fail a lot.

You gotta be careful with the fall.

Lose my queen over vices 'cause I'm careless with a call. Drunk text and break hearts, I done seen it and done it all, real.

Yeah, I fail a lot.

Yeah, sometimes I fail a lot.

Uh, yeah, I fail a lot, but I never fell off track or derailed the plot.

I often let my courage flourish, but I'm scared a lot.

And just 'cause I don't express it, don't mean that I don't care a lot. Dry eyes, my tears flowing through this pen and pad.

Reminiscing on them days before ink was on my wrists and hands.

Feel like I lost my innocence when I was six, and I shouldn't have.

Which selfishly caused me to reach for heights most people couldn't grab.

I put myself first 'cause I always felt I was putting last, but didn't have balance, neglected those who never switched to stab this back of mine.

Like when I put my sis in the back of my mind and missed her granny's funeral.

If I could go back in time, of course I would have been there, but in this life, ain't shit fair.

Like how I drank every day, and my partner was here and there. But he the one who lost his life to liver damage, this shit weird.

At times, he ain't wanna go out. I told him I whip there.

When he ain't wanna spend money, I told him, "Don't you trip here.

" Here's another shot, my nigga, I failed a lot. While he was here, I know I could have helped a lot.

I learned to put that bottle down, 'cause if he was still here, I know that he would tell us, "Stop! " Yeah, I fail a lot.

On God. Yeah, nigga, I fail a lot.