Verse One:
Yeah! It’s true you can’t choose your blood relation, but you can choose your association
With no shame or trepidation
Despite the time and distance, I never missed chances
To preserve the family tree, but niggaz (have) clipped branches
Too many slick tactics
Will make your skin crawl like mentioning Christ while full off that Atheist’s Passion
Show nothing but love, they’re yelling Abracadabra
Reappear just to extend some havoc and madness
Emerge with cruel intentions from dwelling with Hell’s demons
With no concern for your well-being, serving game like Will Beaman
My sense is strong, so I smell scheming
Guards are up, now I’m forever cautious of the tall tales streaming
Once they touch your ears, it’s irritating like lice and scabs
‘Til I depart from these parasites and crabs
For emotional cleanse, feeling vibes through the laptop
I’m ruling out reunions ‘cause all you see is jackpot
Dance around questions; becoming nothing more than an opportunist
That’s trying to play me like a mental eunuch
Now that I’ve grown before your human sight
My generosity is not up for sale; you’re not gaining exclusive rights
Before, I would’ve blown a fuse, got loose, and start illin’
Instead, I’ll just remove y’all from my dealings
Trust is desecrated; I’m sure the rest would hate
The fact I’m fit to Joe Clark y’all niggaz ‘til y’all (are) expurgated

Hook (2x):
Heart’s frozen ‘cause once I count the days that go by
Fangs are hidden by the snakes in disguise
Selected love has me showing unconditional hate for these guys
Because *I sense the shifty ways in their eyes*

Verse Two:
Didn’t want to have to come to this; as I strive to maintain cool in my circumference
Niggaz stay pushing their lucks, I’m like “enough of this”
Pass me with those kiddie games like Snuffleupagus
But, conflict seems to be your chief comforter
You’re thrilled until I rough you up: man, child, and woman
‘Cause evils kept you damn foul and ig’nant (ignorant)
I tried to enhance the bond, but your hatred has risen
As you poison gullible brains to show favoritism
Forever third string to fake pimps and sworn spitters
‘Cause, not only was you born bitter, you’re a scorned quitter
We fight to keep it straight, but with these crooks in the field
We can’t grow ‘cause we always end up footing your bill
Can’t go a day without your sob stories crammed in our noggins
We’re in a bind, we’re on our own; but, if it’s you, it’s a family problem
Hypocrites tossing beef from the pan
Get fricasseed in the kitchen ‘cause it’s the heat you can’t stand
Y’all spaz with no cares, y’all say, “we’re trying to make a man of him”
I spaz with a vengeance, I’m told I need anger management
Praying to God that I don’t make y’all panic
Even Hell wants ice water, y’all wish(es) ain’t granted, dammit!!!
They might as well prescribe me pills
‘Cause I’m playing tug-of-war between keeping composure and keeping it real
Who needs foes when your kinfolk oppress the ones they need most?
Now, scripts are flipped like kilos
For the intended targets, this track was made to rip up your spot
It’s said that love’s thick as mud; sometimes, it ain’t worth the piss in the spot