(Verse 1: Coops) Got no food for dinner It's a cold world but I weren't born a sinner Friday night lights (?) For my patience wearing thinner It's a blessing in disguise I'm done waiting on some blessing from the skies Like it's destine that I rise I know that if I ain't putting in all this work Everybody's about to witness my demise Write this when I was high So I don't listen to no critics When they tell me we just f**in' up your mind Tell that b**h don't k** my vibe Good Kid m.A.A.d City Where I'm from is mad gritty Know that Kendrick will survive Getting tempted by the life And attempt to run a lie To the police hit em With intention to supply intervention This mic is an extension of my sentence Spread this message around the world Effecting this and next dimension Pay attention what you're listening to is my ascension See I feel normal apprehension, no more doubts Every word that's coming out of my mouth Has been written just to flood your mental droughts So absrod it like a sponge till the outra Weather your bumping in the car Or just chillin on the couch I could Inhale, smoke a whole ounce Lighting up the weed Send the fire police Get me higher please More times you'll find me on a cloud with some trees Looking down thinking oh please believe We're all in need (Chorus) x2 I'm in need of some blessings, yeah Cause I don't know if I see limbo It's got me feeling like a lost soul (Verse 2: REXX) No food for dinner Lucky momma always was a winner, and I love her I was brought up in a relationship between a saint and a sinner Lucky he was replaced, my new daddy cooking dinner He was realer (?) Ever figured some of these young souls they got no figures to follow They have to learn on their own not to grow mind of hollows Get into some sh** and then they don't see tomorrow This a life no telling what will happen (?) (?) If you act stupid get your head fractured My actions can be caused by confusions of (?) I smoke weed until I smoke steam, that be my (?) Penetrating me down when I'm rapping ??? (Verse 3: Coops) So let me catch this ??? smoking crack spliffs That's why we stay green like saint Patricks You should follow my tactics Right now I'm preaching what I practise Nobodies perfect, I've been through some (?) Growing up on the lost blocks Dodging cops, around n***as robbing lots (?) Trying to make a million off whats in my socks n***as getting locked and my n***as getting shot Graduated off the streets and I still hit them ? up (Bridge) x2 So when I ask you what do you see Seeing out your eye number three Cause I see lost souls walking these streets I see lost souls walking these streets (Chorus) x4 I'm in need of some blessings, yeah Cause I don't know if I see limbo It's got me feeling like a lost soul