 When opportunity means to wait outside another brother gate. And when no food, nothing on your plate. You know your life, you have to hate your fall. You're not appreciate, no matter how you hold the fate. And no broken and no lucky, ain't no pain to live so straight. Seven years after college, I know no job to come. So you overqualified, still have to live in the sun. Father did, you have to take care of your mother and your son. And you grip it all, I done, you load the clip in your gun.