Who's Gonna Save My Soul

Love is conditional I never knew that Mary'd put a hole in my fishing boat I got to tripping more, she went to bitching more The court of Universal Law said it wasn't permissable She went to forte, I stayed pianissimo Then I went to forte and she went to physical Should I go should I stay and withstand The additional attacks on the mental and the physical It's gone get dangerous Why waste time in these child-like exchanges Why waste time with these child-like games, it's make up to break up Crying all the time baby messing up your make-up Try and scratch my face up She said "I need communication Jay but you dont say much" I know it ain't okay but I from where niggas keep they mouth closed and the gate shut It seem like only yesterday that I was just a kid In Christian Dior velour, ballies and a shape-up Spinning on cardboard and trying to rip a break up Life comes at you fast, I went from sleeping in class To sleeping in the streets forgetting where I wake up When I was hit with trial, I went in to survival mode And did a lot of shit a nigga wasn't proud of, so When I be sittin on the couch with a blankhead I be at the homeless shelter jefferson and bankhead A Jack sippin dankhead Making sure niggas don't steal my clothes Trying to make a path so I fufill my goals Trying to take a bath so I can heal my soul A little bit of laughter to conceal my woes Who gone save me?