I've always had a wish
It's to be able to spend money without worrying when I go out for a walk
But I have to adjust the fucking budget because my country is ugly
Unhappiness in my life and tragedies since childhood is what I see
If having bad luck were a sport then I would already have the trophy
Many times I think that with my talent outside I would have an Alfa Romeo
I don't give a fuck if they shoot me because I don't even believe in death
I'm so used to being bored that I'm disgusted by people
It's just that I feel this world is very corrupted by money and its desires
Where I live going out is a worry because there could be a shootout
Everything is backwards I can't distinguish between justice and thuggery
The kids who rap math and learn to count with the hustle
Who wants to go to study if you earn more with extortions and drug dealing

What a pity it seems like a hell now our society
Young people want to shoot an R15 and not go to college
I live with anxiety and I know the same thing happens to everyone else
Because you don't know on which corner they kidnap you or want to shoot you
And I don't judge them because we're all hungry it's the sad reality
What a pity it gives me what a pity it gives me

Seeing how they butcher people like pigs
How they delight in chopping up every part of their body
Just for unpaid debts or for drugs or for skirts
Or simply for talking about someone behind their back
It seems unnecessary what happens in the neighborhoods
Things are no longer talked about, only hitmen are sent
The dead body on the wax and the officials will arrive
But perhaps among them is the perpetrator
This happens daily people have gotten used to it
It's just that the poor only count on the protection of God
I'm a visionary I get up and take two out
Every day valuing more what the Lord gave me
Because what I have I protect until I'm an old man
It's my gift it's my lyrics from my ghetto it's the reflection
It's a fighter I see if I look at myself in the mirror
Someone who could be dead but I know how to follow advice
And here I am looking up with a positive mind
Even though things are not going as I thought life would
Even though sometimes I get depressed I will always have a notebook
And a lit pen to let loose my rhymes
Hundreds of stages hundreds of planes thousands of blunts
Making love with ladies in different regions
Watching the sunsets trying to find peace
Looking in the midst of chaos for an opportunity

What a pity it seems like a hell now our society
Young people want to shoot an R15 and not go to college
I live with anxiety and I know the same thing happens to everyone else
Because you don't know on which corner they kidnap you or want to shoot you
And I don't judge them because we're all hungry it's the sad reality
What a pity it gives me what a pity it gives me

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