White lies

Why? Why do we have to lie To get what we need out of life It’s like the harder you try They make it harder to climb So you start to lie You construct fake files Edit, Omit You’re not new to defeat Like that one rapper from eight mile So you change your style Fight for a seat On the table just so you can eat Now your 46 wondering why you feel like shit It’s because you never learnt to breathe To Breathe, to walk the streets Like you own this shit You should have followed your gut But no you wanted her big butt The Chevrolet with no clutch V12 automatic , a 9-5 with a quick lunch Now you have six kids A big gutt She hates you now And you’ve got money But with no love Damn You should’ve said no to the honey pot Of white lies, fake smiles and short cuts But hey what do I know It’s 2am and Im just a nigga A nigga with raw thoughts