Much Easier
3-15
//Chorus//
I'm just so done with givin' a f*ck about everything
I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier
A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker
Who the f*ck am I?//
1st Verse:
I don't have much to look forward to
I don't have a dream to hope for or pursue
Is this song worth the truth
Or should I keep my muthaf*ckin' thoughts closed in?
I've chosen, the actions I took -and now look
Where I'm standin; I'm plannin' my weeks weekly and I'm demanding
A way out; back stabbin' muaf*ckas ought a stay out
I'm nervous to see how my life will play out
I looked at my life and I gave out
The longest sigh; I'll be honest why
I let my promise slide
I feel guilty at my momma's side
She didn't get to enjoy her youth, raisin' me
Workin' long hours just so she could be makin' the
Ends meet and sh*t always ends in a frenzy
Cause now I'm just like her; raisin' a kid
And nowadays, I'm always racin' to fit
The muthaf*ckin' position my father never did;
I don't wanna be like him -I pity him
I'm definitely not tryna be another f*ckin' typical low-life father to Troy;
How will he see me then?!
//Chorus//
I'm just so done with givin' a f*ck about everything
I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier
A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker
Who the f*ck am I?//
2nd Verse:
sh*tty cards; sh*tty play
Never knew life could be this way
No innocence; no more games
Now it's on to the strugglin' days
Minimum wage; skippin' the stage
That'll provide a way for me with a raise
College's not an option; oh wait, is it?
I got a kid so how do I expect to finish it?
Should I be a drop out; work full time?
How's it some people love their life
And I hurt for mine?
I work for mine
And they get handed whatever they want
That's some bullsh*t; you don't think so?
sh*t; probly cause you livin' a good life
With a good fight, I could possibly go on
To a better life if I stay strong
Strong for my momma, strong for Troy
Been stayin' strong since I was a boy
Single mother -worked all day
Money, clothes, and food came from her pay
I just wanna return the favor; Momma, I swear you're a blessing
The respect I have for you is what I'm addressing
I'll try not to fail you, Momma
(Yeah.)
//Chorus//
I'm just so done with givin' a f*ck about everything
I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier
A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker
Who the f*ck am I?//
///Bridge///
///Don't question the song
Don't question the message
This just the way that I get to ventin'
Don't question the pain
Don't question the doubt
This just the way that I get to ventin'
Just let me be
Let me be
Just let me be
Let me be
Just let me be
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be.///
//Chorus//
I'm just so done with givin' a f*ck about everything
I wanna hold on, but lettin' go is much easier
A brother, a son, a father, a student, a worker
Who the f*ck am I?//