Stoves Wale The Sage

(Chorus)
They losing hope
Watching they lives go in smoke
They try to stay in the kitchen and cooking the vision
But shit kinda harder with stoves
They used to be on a mission but this intermission
Is stressing and making them broke
Look how we stress and confusing
And pray this illusion
A dream till the moment we woke

(Verse 1)
Harder today then the rest is
Always I feel like I'm restless
Dealing with pain and it's endless
So many holes in the story, no moral objective
Pocket is empty uh
Stare in the mirror so long that I start to resent me
Feeling is tempting uh
Losing my morals cause truly my demons accept me
Someday I just rather be hiding
I watch how they juking and jiving
Poverty rate keep on rising
So many weight(s) on my shoulder
They watch how we drowning
Problem is rooted like islands
Crying the ocean, the issues are louder than sirens
Laughing and weeping in silence
Thoughts in my head for the bread
I've been thinking of violence