Am I Confused

Yo living in these times of life is getting hectic

We got to find a method to survive the head trips

I wonder every day if this is how it was meant to be

Looking at society, police always eying me

Plus my girlfriend keeps trying me (where the fuck you going?)

She thinks she can buy me

To cover up the mind see

Pretty soon she's gonna be crying see

When I have to tell her about these kids on the way from these other broads

Shit's about to get odd

Everybody makes mistakes

Some make more than others

A statistic like crackhead mothers

[?] In the gutters

Drinking nightrain pumping needles in their veins

Trying to maintain while the rich weight game

The situation's from taking the wrong path

It'll lead you to your doom from not doing the math

Am I confused or

Yo nigga used to be a breakdancer

But now he's lying up dying of cancer

Doctors can't find the answer

He used to smoke mad cigarettes

Nigga get like three packs a day and straight smoke em away

Now he gotta pay run away to go out

Wasn't about the game on the [?] getting the ho out

The sister copped aids from going raw skin

She still hoin' the pastor monk's men

Lookin' all fly but you can't tell from the size of the thighs

Waiting for you is a deadly surprise

My niggas ain’t listening still

Cause y'all blinded

You got your mind washed

Always thinkin' one-sided

Am I confused or