Welcome To Real Life

[Verse 1:]

Yo I see shorty on the staircase

In front of an empty beer case

Weird face

Almost like he was scared straight

Like he ain't have a care in life

Whiping tears from his eyes

That already appeared to have been cried

We chopped it, said he was adopted

And there's a lot of shit he just tucks in his closet

Real calm, said he would always feel harm

And all he wanted to do was meet his real dad and real mom

"All the nice home and clothes do is remind me

In all these years they didn't even try to find me

Nevermind love, I feel like they never liked me

If I thought there was a god I would ask the nigga WHY ME"

But some things you better off havin never knew

Maybe they wanted better for you than they could never do

You got a family, I see that you don't care for them

But love is always gonna be love no matter where it's from

What if I said your moms couldn't give birth

Contemplated leaving earth

Til you brought her life worth

Whatever you going through could always be much worse

Don't make a mistake mistaking your blessings for a curse

Told dude you in the right place, right here

Can't run to your corner when life don't wanna fight fair

Things'll become quite clear

When you decide to wake up and stop having fantasies about a nightmare

[Verse 2:]

You damn right she on a high horse

She said "don't worry bout hers nigga ride yours"

Before you talk clean your own backyard

Souped-up and sought after by the athletes and rap stars

Developing a name, creepin to fame

She quick to trade her vagina for a seat at the game

And it's so foul she don't see the shame

In the act or the fact that she view it as an equal exchange

She stay with the newest on, louis vuitton

Buying groceries with coupons, sleeping on a futon

No self-esteem to cover her lack of confidence

She get on twitter retweetin' all the compliments

Pretty face, nice strut with a nice butt

Disguise of a slut only tryin to get wifed up

But when it's party time she won't be a second late

Once she leaves V.I.P. it's back home to section eight

What confused me

Is niggas tried to kick it, but she come across bougie

In her best friends jewelry

Part-time mother

But something real shady when her 2 year old daughter

Much closer to the babysitter

Cry when she alone

Product of a broke down home

Won't change cause she already grown

Already set in her ways no need in tryin to help

Cause she rather find wealth before she can find herself

[Verse 3:]

Real quick, let me introduce ya'll to maverick

Lifetime addict who recently kicked the habit

Looking for a job companies won't let him have it

Cause his drug and gun charges up and down his whole jacket

Constantly rejected, can't deal with the aggravation

So now he scared to be honest on the application

Past caught up as every door shuts like "Sorry we can't help ya"

And then he's back home to the shelter

Nothing to lose giving up like the other minions

Pending his trail in the court of public opinion

Til he got a call from a temp agency

Said they had a void ask could he fill the vacancy

Unlike what he appears

Been employee of the month for a year

Self doubt is related to fear

And they'll never replace him

If you wanna catch up with your dreams you gotta be willing to chase them