God bless a child who can hold his own.
There’s a war going on outside my home
Where the trees don’t grow,
But the grass is still green,
Where the birds don’t fly
But the bees they sting
Where the sun don’t shine
But the moon it glows.
Getting’ hotter every winter
But in June it snows.
I be dreamin’ of me every night
Touching the stars I see my girl
She is on Venus
She can see me from Mars.
I had a dream about my Mommy
She in Heaven with God.
I got a daughter named Heaven
She is so heavenly, Lord,
If only God can judge me
Then why are you judging’?
See my whole family broke
And I’m addicted to hustlin’
And my daughter’s gotta’ eat
And I won’t let them starve.
And the ones you love the most
They keep breakin’ your heart.
And the ones you keep around
They just bring’ you down.
But you still give Him a pound.
Now he dead in the ground.
Now you thinkin’ ‘bout the past
Let the Good Times last.
If they ever call you garbage
That don’t mean you trash.
Life.