Traffic Jam

Been Through alot of shit but it made me who I am

This is what we dealing with in a traffic jam

im Surrounded by the pain stacked up by the numbers

Cause we all the same packed bumper to bumper

Been Through alot of shit but it made me who I am

This is what we dealing with in a traffic jam

im Surrounded by the pain stacked up by the numbers

Cause we all the same packed bumper to bumper

Papa wasn’t there the fucker died before I faced him

Said he lived the same life I be living on a basis

Damn im next in line but I ain’t gonna worry now

Im just fetching mine never mind about the why or how

Ground or clouds I wonder where Im going at the end of it

Do I hold resentment or do I hold some sentiment

Rules followed broken don’t feel insulted

Im on my own page and the new chapter ive wrote it

Mixture of some scripture filled up with some pictures

Depicting me of something bigger

But somethings missing just listen

I ain’t tripping of what don’t have or what I did have

Just trust me dawg in wasn’t all bad

Sometimes we know the shit but end up doing opposite

Pretending not to notice regarded as an optimist

Just moving forward but im fueled by the past

Im looking forward but can’t find it looking back

Been Through alot of shit but it made me who I am

This is what we dealing with in a traffic jam

im Surrounded by the pain stacked up by the numbers

Cause we all the same packed bumper to bumper

Been Through alot of shit but it made me who I am

This is what we dealing with in a traffic jam

im Surrounded by the pain stacked up by the numbers

Cause we all the same packed bumper to bumper

Not giving a fuck forbidden of trust

And I be rising my buck I be foregoing love

Of those trying to push off or on the right path

What is it?I don’t know man

But im sticking to my plan

Thoughts race hard days

Self inflicted first place

First with all them phases

Nobody can relate

Only see what we portray

Just incase I stay faded

Blame it on sedation

I blame it on relation

segregate the blame from the person

serenade the dame with my verses

Reverse this worthless certain that I was cursed with

prosecute me for liven with ambition

Amongst the wickedness I be witnessing shit is fucking vicious

I just mind my business focus on addition

My addiction to riches it got me tripping

Im flipping between traditions

And suspicions of frigid bitches

And friends with other missions

Who want to see me slipping

But that isn’t how im living

Been Through alot of shit but it made me who I am

This is what we dealing with in a traffic jam

im Surrounded by the pain stacked up by the numbers

Cause we all the same packed bumper to bumper