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The green box

2013

Bear with me

(Intro)
They say as long as you don't ask for more than you share
The world will never give more than you can bear
Bear with me

(Verse 2)
The butt of every chock when other folks who play foul,
Life is a bitter tool of ridicule that they plow
Enough to make the even great bow
How else can you explain the same how
when happen to Junior say how,
conversations with my pops
Crying as he's packing my mother's clothes in a box,
is hard to watch, just seeing what type of state he's in
they never don't dawn me, like what if he wants to date again
and if it does could I accept it,
if he chooses too, my mother be disrespected
nobody knows what it's like to become a widower
to lose the one you love and move on as I belittle her
Try to reconsider what litters a person's soul,
for years I had a problem with reaching for certain goals
What did Satan say to Eve just garden the serpent knows
from the day I hit the stage and till I find a no fitting clothes

(Hook) x2
I'm feeling like getting high and forget about life
Nigga need something just to feel alright
Alright, alright
Let me fill the way just another day,
We're looking to wipe the shame,
With something to numb the pain

(Verse 2)
I used to wanna be rich and wife a chick that's gorgeous
Now I just wanna help my father, pay his mortgage
Now I just wanna see my brother finish school
and make sure my nieces and nephews are there to see him through
I'm seeing through, what you perceive is true
Plus you taught me growing up was more important than being cool,
But you would tease him too, being cruel is the topic
they told me I wasn't black and said I was adopted
Adopted the style and swag ,protect me from what they had
In store but it hit my core, confide it within my dad
I compensated to compensate for my melanin,
The lack they're off scared of the inner hell in him
But what's preparing him to make a nigga eyes roll
I never thought I'd see the day my father needed my help
Guess we all gotta grow
And till the day I touch the grave and I find filling up close

(Hook) x2
I'm feeling like getting high and forget about life
Nigga need something just to feel alright
Alright, alright
Let me fill the way just another day,
We're looking to wipe the shame,
With something to numb the pain

(Outro)
So please don't get this shit, missed and screwed
Or be subdued
Let the motherfucking record show
The question ain't why we get high
But why is a nigga low.

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(Intro)
They say as long as you don't ask for more than you share
The world will never give more than you can bear
Bear with me

(Verse 2)
The butt of every chock when other folks who play foul,
Life is a bitter tool of ridicule that they plow
Enough to make the even great bow
How else can you explain the same how
when happen to Junior say how,
conversations with my pops
Crying as he's packing my mother's clothes in a box,
is hard to watch, just seeing what type of state he's in
they never don't dawn me, like what if he wants to date again
and if it does could I accept it,
if he chooses too, my mother be disrespected
nobody knows what it's like to become a widower
to lose the one you love and move on as I belittle her
Try to reconsider what litters a person's soul,
for years I had a problem with reaching for certain goals
What did Satan say to Eve just garden the serpent knows
from the day I hit the stage and till I find a no fitting clothes

(Hook) x2
I'm feeling like getting high and forget about life
Nigga need something just to feel alright
Alright, alright
Let me fill the way just another day,
We're looking to wipe the shame,
With something to numb the pain

(Verse 2)
I used to wanna be rich and wife a chick that's gorgeous
Now I just wanna help my father, pay his mortgage
Now I just wanna see my brother finish school
and make sure my nieces and nephews are there to see him through
I'm seeing through, what you perceive is true
Plus you taught me growing up was more important than being cool,
But you would tease him too, being cruel is the topic
they told me I wasn't black and said I was adopted
Adopted the style and swag ,protect me from what they had
In store but it hit my core, confide it within my dad
I compensated to compensate for my melanin,
The lack they're off scared of the inner hell in him
But what's preparing him to make a nigga eyes roll
I never thought I'd see the day my father needed my help
Guess we all gotta grow
And till the day I touch the grave and I find filling up close

(Outro)
So please don't get this shit, missed and screwed
Or be subdued
Let the motherfucking record show
The question ain't why we get high
But why is a nigga low.