Say I ain't got time to argue
And I ain't got time to fight
I been seeing these demons lately
Every time I close my eyes
Feel like we all fight the same battle but we on a different side
We all be locked and loaded but who really down to ride
Conflicted it caused an addiction that half the time I ain't trying to mention
I cry when I sleep cuz my dreams be to vivid
I think imma die when I hop in the civic
I stop at a light and see jurisdiction
I ain't riding dirty but they still be wishin
That they catch me slippin
And I be a victim
Amerikkka spelled with three K's and a pistol
Snatch me out the car like sir what is your issue
You driving too fast and you lookin suspicious
What's that in your pocket got gun to my temple
My hands in the sky and he still tryna pop like a pimple
Why my skin
Got you thinking I'm a threat threat
Then he