Cry, cry
As I cry on this beat
The voice get very raspy
Population being controlled
Being played like a playstation
Our thoughts how we walk, what we eat
We have no control over our feet
That's planeted on mother earth
Can we breathe
I give birth to some of the corrupted beings
That's walk the earth
Can we breathe
Life is tough
Made with colors
Made with choices
Made to bring you down
Made to make you fall
A hit a brick wall
Life is
Cry
As I
See a broken hands
My hands start crumpling up
As I hold the fetus in my hands
Another life is killed
Sterb related medicine
All the stuff is fake
The high blood pressure
The diabetes
The cancer
The AIDS
Population control
As I cry
As I cry
Mommy waves to me from afar
Up in the heavens
Up in the heavens
As I cry
A grandmother
A grandmother
Passed back in 83
I knew who I was, when I first came out the womb
As I cry
Population control
Population control
As I cry
Put the words that touchin your soul
On my paper
As I cry
As I cry
The Black Pan Q
Another lethal shit
The Black Pan Q
I send my love to all in my words