Verse One:
Life, what a complicated situation
Sometimes you can't see straight with the shit you facing
Got me pacing, contemplating, patiently waiting, but I'm runnin out of patience
Praying, I can barely feed myself, let alone someone else
A billion bills and they're piling by the millisecond
And this ball player makes a hundred grand by the second.. quarter
Hold up, I'm needing water
Dehydrated, bench pressing my problems, I can't manage
Maybe I should Roberta Flack it, cuz life killin me softly
Pardon me, Ms. Karma
What the fuck I do this time?
Blame ***, he's the one that gave me this mind
I'm sorry about that but I lost my receipt and I can't take those thoughts back
Life, alot of ups and downs
But I'm seeing more downs while I'm drivin for this touchdown
Maybe next year it'll all make sense
Because it ain't making dollars and I ain't making the rent

Hook:
Was I blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I spit verse after verse on this Earth and it hurts
It can't get worse
Was I blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I spit verse after verse on this Earth and it hurts
Am I a man with a purpose?
Or have I been blessed with a burden?

Verse Two:
Friends, what they fuck are they anyway?
Cuz anyday they turn back, yeah many stay
To get they hands in ya pockets
When they see you shining bright like diamonds
But when times get hard and them funds start declining
Then they disappear, I see it quite clear
That's why I stick to myself, I'm a loner
On the southside of Phoenix, Arizona
Trust, who me?, Not a damn soul
Keep a poker face, even when my hands cold
Damn bro these brothers grim like Hansel
And Gretel, try and do you like Geppetto
Pull ya strings while you living in the ghetto
Man I've been trying to let go, all alone
Dodging my own silhouette, even ignoring my echo
Cuz Lady Luck said she don't give a fuck
I've been calling no answer, guess I gotta give up
She said I'm harrassing, I'm asking for too much
Guess that's the definition of pressing your luck

Hook:
Was I blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I spit verse after verse on this Earth and it hurts
It can't get worse
Was I blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I spit verse after verse on this Earth and it hurts
Am I a man with a purpose?
Or have I been blessed with a burden?