This is a song about "Improve"

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

We can improve lives or choose to just fake and sure,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

'till i see the sickening prison system improve a little, bitch it's,

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

And cry about our lives, 'cuz nothing could improve 'em,

Improve myself to become a person, not a who

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Fucking sucks, i thought that they'd improve, it's just fake and silly,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And bijies like im out and

Improve your encouragement,