WHAT SHALL IT PROFIT?

Lyrics

Part I [Intro] Right this way Now for one of my personal favorite pieces [Verse 1: Torey D'Shaun] I know this dude named— He told me he got the results Maybe got a baby comin', and it's all his fault One in a vault Beat his baby momma young and tried as an adult How ironic he was charged with battery and assault, uh Went and cheated on her and thought the doctor was cappin' But he got that Magic Johnson for thinking this johnson magic His daughter grew up off of that trauma her dad brought her She liked aggressive boys and the whole cycle restarted Now she a pregnant momma Tried to get rid of it, but didn't have the money Fell in love with the child, went from hard as rock to sweet as honey She was in a dark place, but he was light, she named him Sunny Sunny died, she asked God, "Why did you take my baby from me?" Mad at God, she started wilin' out, got wit' a gang member Put her through a lot, but she numb to it, the pain in her At least she protected with him, the Lord already let her down Another son was born, but this time on purpose like flagrant foul Daddy still huggin' the block, so mama left to raise a man All the men she knew broke her down so there ain't no buildin' plan "Get up you better not cry, get up and fix your face", that's what she said He bottled up emotions so when he popped, all he seen was red His Titi knew he had a rough life, she used to pick him up when he was havin' a hard day Dave & Busters, bumpin' Lecrae Auntie looked at Junior like her kid, 'cause she ain't had one She praised God through confusion when she lost her last son He loved Titi-, but found identity in his pops and 'em She prayed for her brother, but, Death said "it's me again" Senior was in junior life from preschool up to senior high Now Junior high off pills at his daddy funeral like "Who am I?" Sat next to his auntie, she crying still sayin', "God is great" But since his daddy died, that faith in God started to fade away At least he got the gang, 'cause the Lord already let him down God ain't nothin' but Santa Claus, 'cause His presence can't be found [Bridge] Ayo, I heard that boy Junior back around He really trippin' since his pops died We need to get up there and check on him [Verse 2: Torey D'Shaun] When you hopeless, the Devil smell it when it's on you (You) It's all over Junior, no telling what he gon' do (Do) He feel like money won't fail him, he chasin' it forever Buckeyes, robberies, kickin' domes, he really wit' whatever Titi church been praying for Junior, but he made up his mind Now he in the street Sex, money, murder, the Scat Pack, all the power like Jack-Jack Got the heat lyin' on 'em in the Hellcat Women, power, money, fame, for your soul, what's the gai— [Bridge] And as we see here, Junior has completely hardened his heart Part II [Verse 1: Torey D'Shaun] Daddy dead, so I don't care 'bout life no more, like "what you mean?" Titi told me Hell is real, I love her but she hella green Cuzzo Boopie told me, "Don't do it", I'm hard-headed, I'm ruthless Only thing I pray is that these big bullets don't jam my Ruger Smokin gas, floatin', can't see my body, first-person shooter She want me to come through, I said, "In her dreams", Freddy Kruger Snatch a charger straight out the wall, the way I be robbin' plugs Since a youngin', been with them members Bangin' been in my blood [Verse 2: 3700Nesso & Torey D'Shaun] Micro-drac' gon' shake the club, 7-6-2, eat 'em up New booty supercharge on this beamer, ain't no catchin' us I'm slimin' with paint up in my heart, just like a ghetto slug Ain't talkin' no football but (This here) gon' make 'em huddle up Came from nothin', momma 'nem knew the struggling I had to cuddle rugs Stopped talkin' to Jesus, married the streets, I fell in love Me and lil' Torey used to stay fightin' now we be gettin' to it Hit his beeper, like when you make it, get out of East Saint Lou— Part III [Interlude: Torey D'Shaun] Pick up the phone, your baby gone Pick up the phone, your baby gone Pick up the phone (I'm sorry to tell you, we have bad news, Mrs. Jenkins) Pick up the phone, your son gone Pick up the phone, your son gone Pick up the phone (Your son was murdered earlier tonight at about 10:30) Pick up the phone, your daddy gone Pick up the phone, your daddy gone Pick up the phone Pick up the phone, your partner gone Pick up the phone, your brother gone Pick up the phone [Verse] Death and God on the same side, God, how you expect me to know that? Death and God on the same side, got the same jersey on like a throwback Death and God on the same side, God how you expect me to know that? (We're sorry) How you expect me to know that? (We're sorry) How you expect me to know that? Mm Was Junior prodigal or he is perishing, honestly Boopie just don't wanna know Junior daddy told him, "Snitches get stitches", but Titi told us that you reap what you sow I wish every story had a good endin', but choice directed this part of the show Choice is directing this part of the show Choice is directing this part of the— [Outro] I'm not moving without him I'm not moving without him