Frustration - SPM

God, God

Please Help Me God

Christians Please Pray For Me

Haters Please Keep Me Strong

Playas Please Love Me

Like You Love My Every Single Song

Since My Verse October 5th

Both My Fucken Palms Itch

Made Myself Millions

But Thats Not What I Call Rich

Once I Told My Mom This

You Are Not My Mom Bitch

You Stole Me From My Family

Fed Me From The Wrong Tits

Please Forgive Your Younger Son

You Know I’ll Fucken Die For You

Woman You’re My Life

You’re In Almost Every Rhyme I Do

Can’t You See I’m Dying

From The Pain That I Brought To Us

Its Obvious

My Conscious Just Won’t Let Live Anonymous

I’m Exposed Like Kleptos

Just Interview My Ex Hoes

They’ll Tell You That I Used Them

Then Used Them In My Best Flows

S.P. I Have Blessed The World

How Did They Return My Love?

Friends Try To Kill Me

And Now They Give Me Nervous Hugs

Get My Flows The Perfect Drug

Jordans Pushin' Red foreign

Consider It A Privilege

You Listenin' To The Best Boy

Listen I Ain’t Hatin'

But They Got Your Boy Debatin'

If I Bust Who Would Knew

Except God Maybe Satan

So I Sit & I Wait

Steady Contemplatin'

No Peace On The Streets

Must Release My Frustration

Yeah I Haven’t Fought Police

And Tudy Tried Warning Me

But I Meant Those Bitches

Thats Abusing Their Authority

I Know We Got Some Good Cops

Plus I Know Your Jobs Hard

Some Have Gotten Killed

Cause They Walked Up To The Wrong Car

Lots Of Men In Uniforms

That I Consider Heroes

Lots Of Men In Uniforms

That Act Like Fucken Real Hoes

Guess Yall Hate The Mexican

Maybe How The Things Changed

The Accents, The Restaurants

To You It must Seem Strange

But We Have The Same Dreams

Want The Joy That Peace Brings

Thanksgiving Day

The Only Day I Didn’t Eat Beans

Got Gave Us X-Ray

To See Pass The Skin Tone

Don’t You Know That All Of Us

We Were Born From One Rib Bone

Or Do You Have That Syndrome?

That 1950's Racist Shit

Hatin' Bitch

Can’t You Fucken See

You Suckin' Satan’s Dick?

I’m Ain’t Sayin' ride with me

But Damn Am I The Rivalry?

Seems Like Everybody Singing

Ebony & Ivory

How bout Singing Ebony & Ivory & Brownery

America, America

What You Ain’t Proud Of Me?

Now That All The Freeways Buildin'

You Throw Me Out The Country

Its Not My Fault

I Thought George

Had Chopped Down A Plum Tree

Radio Don’t Play Us

So We Don’t Got No Place To Call Home

Pocos Pero Locos

Tried Their Best To Put Our Songs On

But They Do It All Alone

And Thats What I Call Bravery

Just One Show Thats Saving Us

And Showing Love From A To Z