Hole On My Mind

You never grew up around niggas, and I was raised by 'em

You never had dealt with the demons, and I was caged by 'em

No pot to piss in, my niggas is pee to pan

And we stay high I guess that's why it's Neverland

Where we from when you feel pain, nobody listen

And we pass off wanting to pass away with "I was trippin"

Where "suicide" is only ever talked about at practice

There's never been any type of help for all of us black kids

Where the fuck you go last night?

I ain't have a whole lot, I had a hole on my mind

I was