Lyrics:

To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers To emo kids that got too many feelings He held the register open while he counted her change I was next in line which meant I was invisible From where I stood I could see that the till was full He didn't look the type to play superhero So I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes Crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath Fangles in my head, shake the song off Another manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walk A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass A woman and a child climbed out and left it running They went inside of the deli, placed an order With the extra dollar fifty bottled water cuz the daughters picky When they came out mommy gave me a glance That said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance Already knew the deal, I lit one up and walk So they got back in the oldsmobile, belted up, and took off Thug love on the corner by the walgreens Lookin at me like I'm just another square saltine As I get closer I notice that they showin each other sketches Out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce Swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis Respect the life and the fashions of the children It's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been buildin All of a sudden I'm in front of some man No he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid Immediately apprehensive til I heard him say 'Do you want this It's not mine I promise I found it on my block in between a couple garages Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over I don't even know how to