Music
Too much money to follow my dreams
I never thought it was possible
I started late,
But I hustled to get here
I didn't get here easily, never
Neighborhoods with rubbish.
There ain't no angels here.
I got too many wounds in my heart.
I got too much emptiness in my heart.
Music heals my pain
I hope music will heal you all.
This may be the only thing in my life,
Music is my cure
Who run the world?
It's music