We Good

Through the years, i have struggled with this big ass weight on my back
Watching these fools race to the top planting flags and shit as I conceptualize each step
being led by the strings of society  living by any means necessary just to get a dollar
while a real nigga like me is pushing against the grain
using my own heart to decipher the means of this life
the crooked man watching me from the top throwing salt on these open wounds
doing whatever to keep this dark skin from being respected
labeling my men as felons so they're  forced to push this weight
them the niggas to the left of me
single mothers need a hand and now they stuck in the system,
working two jobs, shining knobs, just so little mans dreams have a chance
I see you baby, keep pushin
behind me are the girls who gave all their power away
to these niggas that promised to stay
you fine as wine girl but yo good sense has been severed
so now you wandering, pondering, thinking... "how do i get out this shit"
keep climbin
then my men, my real men
striving to knock his crooked ass down
not giving a fuck about the negativity surrounding them knockin down the walls of Jericho
pushing on like a choo choo
i see you
damn im tired
weight tryna hold me down as im steadily watching these fools race to the top being led by the strings of society
but we just gon keep pushin
me, my niggas to the left,
my strong women to the right
and the real men over yonder
we good.