I don't mean to pry I gotta ask where is your soul
The bottom of your feet stuck inside of a hole/
Diggin trenches we ain't got time for those
I'm goin in I hope the cover fire comes in droves/
So I can collect these 3 fishes and 5 loaves
So I can feed my family, thats word on Christ & my soul/
Survival is all that matters, topics I up and shatter
I hear all the talk and it all just sounds like chatter/
I shatter jaws when they hit the floor
They ask me what I want and why I do it for/
I want more than what you was offering dude
You dealin trinkets if you think Its for residuals fool/
I want what can't be bought, borrowed or sold
Peace of mind and time to heat up a world gone cold/
And in the end I ain't gotta have all the riches
You can keep your coins homie, change is my mission/

I ain't gotta lie, I'm just giving you what I was told
Be yourself and get your dreams, stay humble and flow/
And when you blow don't stop take it and go
These crowbars, go hard, get them locks off your soul/

I don't mean to pry, I gotta ask where is your soul
So I can pry off the locks that pockets control/
Separate the lies and the truths that we are told
Im placing all the chips in God to make me a mold/
Of a better me, hypothetically a different pedigree
Than these pinschers, and pits that ran ahead of me/
I'm set to see excessively more lives in the mix
Stir the pot and catch the plot if you getting my drift/
And that's just the start
Rip through your chest just to get to the heart/
Of where we are and how we got here
All I'm sayin is or relayin is the shit is overkill/
Cuz niggas rather pop stills than bars
I ain't gotta talk bout the goods, the music speaks for ours/
That's the way it should be at all times
Stop talkin bout your business and let it speak thru your lines/