Verse 3 Heart.

Soothing empathy/ relieves me of the empty things/ I feel cause I couldn't fill my box with toys/ and when I step outside I hear about who just got killed over toys/ and what boys are endangered because of our skin and location/ my mama's prayers to the savior/ don't save her from the horny rapers/ thinking they're players/ or replace the flavor of syrup and bread/ but that doesn't mean he's not hearing/ because surely all of her children are breathing/ but she's still pleading to make rent/ cause her credit can't handle another eviction/ but it won't  be so bad cause deedee just died/ and it makes you get to thinking is the grave digger the richest if so maybe you should suck his dick for the rent mommy.