Lyrics by Chamon318

You Right, Life ain't suppose to be so nice. But it ain't up to another Human to Dictate that Life. Like being in a record store going thru albums, Where I pick thru beats coming out Jabbing. So the palm at red from licking kool-aid. When Men & Women needed you most, What the f... did you say? Less lone, what did you do? To Grow & Change the Lost Mood. Spray pesticide to keep the bugs off but its messing up the Fruit. They catch you when you innocent and mess you out yo youth. Go to war,  Rap game changing best line for a jewelry piece. Rappers in the studio getn' paid like a Juror fee.(L1FE)318