Betrayal and Reflection

Sometimes I sit back and close my eyes, think about the journey called life.

When I say, "I got your back, my nigga," I know my

wrongs from my rights. I ain't gonna be at home real fucked

just to give your ass the last slice. And I won't even think twice,

shitting out for clout, shitting out for hype. But it's crazy

as fuck when I ask for a front just to get back on my

feet. You return none of my phone calls, I know it's

been about a week. Run into you coming out of gas stations