I’m Tired Ka

[Verse 1]
Never needed weapons in my palms, my arms was dangerous
Doing karate before we knew the potty, that’s how they trained us heinous
Still naming our babies after these crazies that maimed us
No criminal wicked in my original lipid, we became this
Come to terms, either die from germs or become tolerant
Y’all koopa troopas made us stupid, now we proud of it
New food nutrition removed we devoured it
All stems in the ghetto will make petals cause they deflowered it

[Hook 1]
I’m tired of being the underdog

[Verse 2]
I used to address problems with revolvers, got no resolve
Can’t wait for confit barking up wrong tree, I slowly carve
When rest is trash and that direction is cash you know we charge
We tight, thumbing every night like there’s no tomorrows
Our chance from an infant was infinitesimal
And to be successful, had to be exceptional
Was hardly a party, some nights dealing was a festival
All of us we stressing through and every lesson will try and lessen you

[Hook 2]
I’m tired of being the underdog
I’m trying to get over, God