Broken Spirits

Empty promises, broken spirits, and twenty dollars

A lot of bottles, an 8th of weed, and a pending deposit

My momma calling me to vent like I don't know her problems

Like how the fuck you unemployed and you still went to college?

Growing pains see my father's hair turning gray

But he still driving on that Uber app like everyday

I'm pretty sure this ain't the life he wants at 63

But he still smiles and accounts for more than half my streams

My parents tell me that they proud but I can't be sure

My heart is heavy and its bleeding but I swear its pure

I'm getting closer everyday I feel it in my core

The devil tryna knock me down but my angels at war