Devil in the details, God is in the works
From the race TV told y’all was the worse
Got foreclosed and then yo just moved
That’s his grandmomma house, he just fixed the roof
To keep the rain from turning her stuff into soup
Bank resold it, that’s what they do
To children, parents are a concept of god
So the street became the church of the fatherless cause
We work hard, get nowhere, always trying to get there
For the life of me I don’t know why, none of the pieces go there
Some piece of shit job to bottleneck in the middle
Cause they don’t have pensions, there’s no where to get to
You sit in middle management, wasting your potential
And still sitting there cause the rent due
Between balancing motherhood that’s a full time job
And balancing books at her full time job
Just being a woman is a full time job
But I’m proud of my sister, she’s come so far
Is this enough? Brother, is this all?
Is it too much? Sister, well did he call?
And me and my mom are talking now
We went over the edge, dad talked it now
Now we got so much to talk about
Like I’m working on this thing to make you proud
Well maybe not proud, maybe make us rich
Dig our bloodline out the economic ditch
I’m just working on this script to give God a pitch
And if he say action we rolling without a hitch
As I left on that train, nothing else they could do for me
The people who I was used to who we were using me
Finally let me go and let loose of me, beautifully executed
I couldn’t hang around, no noose for me
Now everything that I do’s my aunt’s eulogy
And to the girl who held me down, how happy we were
We broke up, I’m like what have we her
I hate the fact that now I’m much happy-er
And she isn’t much happier, I’m asking

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Did the world just reward good with evil
I see so many solutions like the good sequel
I can’t make it big and let the hood keep you



On the other side of the world, some kid lost an arm
You pissed cause you lost your phone
I just took a nap in a bed
Someone just lost their home

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Did the law just make the truth illegal
I see solutions in the world’s woes
Just someone that the youth speak to

Someone lost it all, a millionaire
Someone lost his leg, he in a wheelchair
Two kids one snack, one says we’ll share
But what’s in it for me then a weird stare

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Didn’t I too contribute to the world’s evils
Do I deserve to have a smile in my heart
A song in my stride, to walk with pride

Plus I’m old, I remember when that shit was trees
Can’t be asking my folks for money or weed
I got goals, and I had to dig deep
Cause a seed unplanted will never be a tree
I wanna get old, and die old and gray
Not boring or nothing, you know in my sleep
Like the way God intended living thousands of days
Before I lay my head down I pray

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Cause there is none righteous out of you people
It’s always something with you people....
It’s always something to you people