Looking Glass

[Hook] What do you see through the looking glass Fallin' when you're looking back Can't escape walking down this path Can't live living in the past [Verse] I see you, I wouldn't want to be you But it's too late my true face becoming what I already became And that's my true state, can hurt like a toothache Looking at ones' true state be exactly what you hate Trying to find a new slate, think a new mind state Every kid I grew up with is dead or locked behind gates I guess it's just a matter of time and I should just wait Really it's no choice it's just words with no voice Maybe action the only way to attack it I'm talking life, trying to be just a little less ratchet Fuck it nah, I don't like it I ain't a psychic just by writing this shit yo I don't feel anymore righteous I'm religionless just a nigga on some nigga shit Truthfully looking in my eyes, I don't give a shit Not the one to be fucking with Playing with or kidding with Cause shit can get real goofy Fuck all that silly shit [Hook] [Verse 2] Clothes dirty, gotta hand wash I'm tired of eatin soups Going to rack, gotta walk in groups Seeing my kids but can't touch them Thinking about time feeling like nothing Plus I'm fighting you trying to take mine For me to adjust it's going to take time Some friends forgot about me, they don't make time Shit feel like I gotta do a straight dime Nah, this ain't no place for humans But I'm strong they ain't think I can make it But they assuming, gotta read books keep my head straight Tired of feeling like deadweight Walk in a child fighting the staircase I still smile deal with it Looking through the glass while my fam visit Some people got forever and a day Gotta handle what come to you You can't look the other way, nah No sign of weakness I would never show it And if I am nervous they will never know it Yeah cause I'm a soldier through it all Fight the pain fact remain I couldn't walk before I crawl [Verse 3] Time is measured by movement so I'm tryin to beat the millennium clock But I keep going to jail and it feels like my life clock stops Suspended in time behind bars be fucking with my mind I'm from the streets so I'm racing passing batons Hundred yard dashin with a brick, to the finish line But I got lapped again now I'm trapped again On that upstate bus I'm going back again It's like I'm dead to the world nobody writes me Or come to see me, it's like nobody likes me All I got is niggas in jail trying to fight me And the feds building a case trying to indict me