When you’re timeless you start to know the importance of a minute .

When you broken you start to mute .

Ain’t no way you coming back .

Let the past live in past . 

Yet you present life a class . 

Live in present to catch up . 

Ain’t no way you getting out .

Without trying please don’t cry . 

I’m not crying I’ve been trying . 

My heart crying they had it ,hurt it . 

I’ve been living and been dead . 

Walking dead now I’m haunting . 

Watched their backs ,they stab mine .  

I got scars they share a story ,I draw my line . 

Well I’m fine I paid a fine with my back . 

Started to know I got my back . 

Trusting is not hard not knowing who 

To trust is . 

Is it you ? is it him ? ,I don’t care I don’t trust you both . 

People tend to use people to achieving their own good . 

That change my mood .I’m from the hood .