This Thing Called Life - August Alsina

I don’t really know

I mean shit that’s usually my everyday

Why am I always thinking?

This thing called life is just a bitch

Sometimes I talk to myself too much

Who is God?

A nigga just be trying to figure it out

If I die will I go to heaven?

I’m always thinking my brain always gone in a blank

Is God my friend or does God love me?

I got to do better

What is this?

Niggas say when you come up, money changes everything

I got to do more

What is that?

No fuck that no it don’t

More money more mother fucking problems

What’s with this shit about we supposed to survive right?

Who put me here?

Where do I go next?

What’s next?

That’s something to think about

What’s this shit really about?

How did I even get here?

Why don’t you want to see a nigga eat?

Bah!

Bah!

Is that the police?

I be damned if a nigga kill me

You win some you lose some

Who is policing the police?

I heard this saying

What mark am I going to leave here on this earth?

Why are you mad?

Can you answer?

What the fuck you mad

What is life?

What is this?

Do you know?

What is this thing called life?