One Chance (Heart)

Good kid mad environment, but the underlining theme is, well he's wrapped in the head,

it's a secret, been waiting on my moment i swear i can't let go of it, nothing other than that,

i begin banging my head in hopes that i'll make it with this rap, shit im a broke nigga so to me right now a hundred dollars is a rack,

i got worries on my own cause i got the weight of the world holding me by my only, holding by my lonesome,

my time is of the essence in my hour glass and it's half empty or half full, said the optimist to the pessimist,

Cash Rules Everything Around Fools, i get paid in the spiritual, it's vivid i spit Tarantino, no django,

but my nigga we still slaves though look at how far we'll go for a chain though,

they run up on you click clack POW watch his brains go, all that for nothing,

it's the hear that sparks the mind that im giving it's pure living.