.[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
My love be feeling like the walls be closing in this shit
Raised by the block,â
someâ
won't make itâ
out
Get a shot, make it count
Roughâ
times, something to pray about
And he never found faith, was laying them pound cakes
We lacking a father fig.
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