Same Boat

I woke up this morning and I took my breath, prayed to Allah that I took that step. Making it's hard but I cooked what's left and saved the rest for the family can of peas that I took off the shelf, you understanding me. I have dreams so everyday I stand and freelance styles it's been the same process sense I was a child now, I write a song every other day the other days I discover ways to put a buck in the bank hussling. We all struggling, financially I hate to see my mom stumbling loosing her job again. Forget sobbing when the times get tough, put in overtime at my job dimes stack up, it's not enough....listen. Bills rack up out my checks they take half I spend the rest on food and music you do the math. Everyday is like another step taken, we're in the same boat all trying to make it. I know it's people that think it's fine where I'm at, but they haven't seen through the eyes of Iraq. Suicide bombers take lives they die fast, even little kids hold knives that slice back at US militants, orders from Bin Laden land hold killers even innocents get blasted. Car bombs go off, youngen buying bread for mother gets his leg blown off for him it's so hard. That life I want no part so Allah I fight through life writting like I've been struck by the venom of white vipers. Might not see the next day the best way to write until I'm dead face down shot up from tech spray. I live and die for the music it's all love don't try to confuse it. Until then don't judge my soul, I know you know the feeling let's roll we in the same boat.