I just want to see my nephew grow old

But we living in a bitter world, man it’s so cold

I tell by big cousin, aye you wildin Trav

These days ain’t like the times we spent on railroad ave 

Everybody’s suffering from some form of anxiety

Trying to live up to the rules of this society 

The anger festers, we just tend to black it out 

Volcanic eruptions of ruthless words pour from our mouths

We like to walk around this place,like ain’t shit change 

Life sentences end at point blank period range 

I feel myself changing, I’m starting to lighten up 

Gaining knowledge of my self, I’m starting to brighten up