I spend it all who needs anymore?
Whose satisfied doing good deeds anymore?
Who grieves anymore? who believes anymore?
Who graduated school and still reads anymore?
That should have my whole race shook cuz we don’t read novels
But we do facebook the new craze is having that new age look
If I said that I like it i’d feel like a two faced crook nah
And so I rap for my niggas trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the world’s on your back so you stumble,
And it feels like a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don’t call a nigga back so it’s back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for they moms,
At the same time they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, guide them on they way,
But damn a nigga been a lost fate.
It hurts on the usual,
The only time you catch me up at church is a funeral.
- J. Cole