So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
I shoulda pulled it when I had da chance to
I just don't understand the ways of the world today
Won't somebody tell me?
Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for
Gangs killin' others fo colors, thangs that we wear fo fashion
No I shouldna did dat 'cause if I did dat
Take a good look in the mirror and tell me do you like what you see
I keep misfocusin' my needs and this stress on my back
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
It's when I feel as though my body's able to go
See I stayed across da street from da projects
Masters of deception corruption and evil
What da kcuf is goin' on, not soft like buttercups
Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for
A-yo, if we could all agree to lettin' our souls become free
And write me off on the wall
Took out yo momma trash and groceries
If I'm late it's 'cause I'm endin' my day just when the sun shines
But your always quick to point the finger at me
What gave you the right to misjudge me?
And still gently advising the arisin' of the moon
I just don't understand the ways of the world today
My mind is ready to flow
Y'all would not hear dat fat shit
Other brothers take it fo a reason to be blastin'
In reality you just don't know me at all
Fo some shullbit and I pray to God I won't repeat
Did you know first you catch and then I throw? It's my own sense of time
You can't forget where you come from
Of that sweet bitterness then whose chest would have the most seeds?
But if you search deep enough in your soul
With them caps they be blastin' into my knapsack
Toes like dat sellout not callin' no names, but really who's bad?
Sometimes I can't help but wonder if this was how it's meant to be
Acting as if you understand me
Won't somebody tell me?
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
You'll always find a slight reminder of me
Dat keeps you on yo tippy
I just don't understand the ways of the world today
I just don't understand the ways of the world today
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
To her trunk to keep my pockets
Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for
Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
Fat like cellulite only been to jail one week
But had enough of singin' dat same song
My mishap is the fact that I'm destined to snap
