when i was younger, my mother always took me to church
said i wasn't like my brother, it's the truth and it hurt
alienated by your siblings, alienated from eath
i had nobody by my side, no-one put in the work
i almost thought it was me, felt i deserved all the dirt
that pressed and kicked at me, kissing the curb
but i learnt as i grew older, my purpose from birth
it was to nurture these kids, who like me they where turfed
between they unloving familys and and social groups worse
who would make em do shit that's stupid, life in the urban
aint as easy as you think, you could be up in herse
so many people tryna get out, reciting they verse
nurse tell me before i pass, is this a gift or curse
did god give me this to emerge?