This is a song about "23 september"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Im undifferentiated, but still im always hated. cuttin to soon become faded,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

August and september, and by the start of october

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

And 9 months later my son knb came out now hes 23 and older than me,

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

The journey unkind , at times , confined , desperation combined , with the fact i

Jesus! this god-forsaken, generation! they can't even have a normal conversation!

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

Being so ready, the opportunity comes and the opposition is unsteady. stay