Wishing On a Star

The stars you be wishing on

While you walking up and down the stairs you be pissing on

Fiends is dying you supplying what they be sniffing on

Take a look around you ain't hard to see it that this is wrong

Moms and pops going through it and they don't get along

If he put his hands on her then y'all gotta get it on

All these thoughts in your head you gotta put it in a song

Now you youtubing a beat that you can spit it on

Now you wishing you was up

But you toting a 30 like you don't give a fuck

You running out of patience and you running out of luck

These buildings look a cage you feeling like you stuck