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