Wuttup tho?. Feelin' a little under the weather today.. But had some stuff to get. off my chest ya know?. Now wut im 'bout to say to y'all. I ain't never said to the general public.. But y'all gotta hear me yo.. Feel me.. Verse 1:. I know I might. Sound like a got a cold and im speaking. But im cold and im sneezing. But im grown and breathin.. Hear the tone in my speaking. And it's home where he's preaching.. Both of my parents gone for a reason. Daddy's wrong just for leavin'. Mother moved on and im breathing.. (?) spirits above the stones and the deamons. she belongs in a teaching. where there's a throne and a kingdom. and deep inside my bones im believing. that the poems that im reading is. the songs to my freedom.. Lik-e-ly known as deceiving. What im shown it ain't pleasing. Make me wanna throw stones at a deacon. And it home when he preaching. See that's satan makin my. heart cold as a breeze. 'Till it's colder from freezing.. Gotta get right. I might not make it over this evening. 'cuz your time here is shorter than breath. gone from wheezing.. And heard my nigga tone he was bleedin'. Through his clothes. It was leaking from some. chrome that was squeezing. Now when im all alone. I be thinking im against all odds. Hoping that god will show me the evens. But im sick of being poor through the seasons. Smoke a drole through the. drinkin with 2 hoes through. the weekend. Bout to go to my seed and.... Chorus:. Life can sometimes be so hard to bear. When u feel that theirs no one who cares. There are times u feel all hope is gone. Don't loose faith and just keep. holding on and on and on. Keep holding on and on and on and on and on. Verse 2:. But sometimes I feel alone in these streets. It gets cold in these streets. My heart and soul on these streets. I lost my moms. So I hold to a piece. Of a place state and time. Where we both in the grind. And what's love to a fatherless son?. Although he had love for his son. (Pensions?) were none to seldom. I would sit on the porch 'till the mail come. And when it came. There never was a letter with my name. My moms was there for me. She held it down 'cause she cared for me. She never left. Even in her last breathe when. she sat next to death. She was always at her best never stressed. That's why.... Chorus. You gotta keep holdin' on. You gotta keep keep holdin' on. Keep holdin on just. Keep holdin' on. Keep holdin' on.... Chorus. Fades out