(Verse 1) - Chris

Shit it's hard to be strong when you alone ain't got nobody to turn to
People you call friends turn they back and disown you
Use to be ride or die til the death for the team
What a lie and you the only one that fell for the scheme
Everybody feel like a nightmare the scariest dream
All you wanna do is scream hoping GOD intervene
But nah slanted eye refuse to look to the sky
No faith too indecisive don't see reason to try
Ugh everyday you look for reasons to die
Yet you cease to comply guess you ain't at piece wit goodbye
It's like shit could vanish in the blink of a eye
Try to weather thru the rain pain get so deep you could cry
Thinking shit is hard but every storm had its passing
Every man struggle all it do is build passion
Guide you through the lows when yo whole world crashing
Just try to stay composed find ya moment and grasp it
(Talk to em) 

(Hook)

You ever woke up fucked up, life pissed you off
Woke up fucked up, life pissed you off
But you rock on and you ride out
You rock on and you ride out (2X)

(Verse 2) - Frank Knight

We could take bets on grief and those who loss lives
See who seen worst and could break and make you cry
Through my eyes I could I say seen a sad way to die
Picture tearing from your eyes while begging for your life
While your child watch you die man that's a cold sight
Death like that snub light, make sun numb right
Where he see none bright move with anger dumb hyped
My head down needed up I need to keep it up
Eyes red like I'm weeded up yeah I'm grieving cause
My man was in a gun fight and he ain't coming back
Was it really a fight, cause my man wasn't strapped
Shot after he fell, he went passed double tapped
Tryna hold tears in wishing time doubled back
I block my teary eyes with the brim of my fitted hat
Can't wait to find you in heaven, ask where you been at
The most precious things are what we lose and never get back

(Hook)

(Verse 3) - Frank Knight

I was staring deep in the sky, seeking a vast of hope
Felt out of body experience passed my soul
Ghetto city life show me how the poor can weather
Like how one man's trash can be another man treasure
And Kanye and Khalifa showed me they women meanings
Like how one man's bird can be another man's Phoenix
Down in depression mumbling I can't be stressing
Trying to work through it faced with anti depressants
Like a amputated dead chauffeur, and suspended license
I loss my drive, and submitted to offensive vices
In crisis like victims of vikings I need vikatin
I O.D. while medics struggling to breathe life in him
Non-suicidal, but the very thought calms me
It free me from this wild game like I beat Jumanji
Hello I'm in hell and I feel that I'm ever so low
A unique feeling for me that I feel you'll never know

(Hook)