August 15th

Verse 1

Last week I took trip and headed back to the hood

Just to meet up with the fam, make sure everything good.

Dead Soul in my brother's eyes

Had a conversation tryna give him all the motivation I could

Being broke caught him by surprise ,

He say he graduated varsity but he still back in the hood

His mama got his fuckin graduate degree on the wall.

He gotta get a job and forget about going on tour.

No time for plan B , your little daughter gotta eat

You gave up on your dreams tryna get a salary

Got my body locked down , but my mind still free

And my palms still itching , like I got an allergy (damn)

I'm tryna tell him it get better with time , but as he kept going shit brought tears to my eyes , I mean

I'm tryna tell him it get better with time but as he kept going, it started to open my eyes...I'm on a mission.

Verse 2

Tryna balance my gratitude with my hunger for more

Cause I was cut from a different cloth , and the verse is couture

It'll prolly break your heart if you'd see what I saw

No point in crying If the milk already on the floor

No point in crying , when I really got the world on my shoulders

Really wishing mama didn't have to get any older

Wish my little sister would've went to school when I told her

Cause now exams are coming up and it's a stressful October

Circumstances never let me free

Trees open up my 3rd eye , lemme see

Mama knows that I'm a star , you gotta let me be

I'm still tryna make an M , from an MP3