I didn't sleep well last night,
And I don't know what it was.
I don't sleep all night,
And I don't know how to try.
Pains that I have felt and dealt'
I don't even know how to cry.
They gave me little when I was coming up;
Now they doubling the price.
I can't even do this on my own
But I just have to try.
Ama be rich someday,
I just don't know the time.
Do I even have a clock?
Do I have a glock?
How do I save my life?
I tell these stories of mine;
Through these poems of mine;
In D'empty nights of mine.