Ain't Good Enough

Wow, I never thought I'd arrive to find myself in this story. This is the story told to y'all by the Disciple of K and it's very, very much what I'm going through in these times, under a different view, so I'd appreciate if you'd pay much attention.
I never thought people can dream of something, they get to that dream, but then they want even more, and that more must be under certain circumstances, because you're much more pretentious, now.
Baby, I'm not trying to be perfect, I'm showing you what real love's like and if you put your hand on my chest you can feel my heartbeat for you, but also, something you'll probably never feel, you can touch my soul.
Baby, wherever you are, with whoever you are...just try and imagine how your life would be by my side.
You know, when your love is pure, then it becomes an obsession.

I feel you, homie, been there...

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

He was fresh out the Pen, still in his prime
Change his life for the better, while he get its time
It's amazing how he was able to keep his mind
Came home, started searching for a legal grind
Lost years, mentally hard to digest
Had a woman on his side, through the process
Brainstorming on some ideas, they plotted big
She agreed to hold it down until he got a gig
Month after month, somebody forgot to tell him
It's hard to get a job once you a convicted felon
Accumulation of trepidations and frustration
Plus a lot of dust collected on his application
He stayed on it, straight up and down, like six o'clock
And clicked 'yes' in that 'have you been convicted?' box
Everything he tried to do seemed to fall through
"Thank you sir, please don't call us, we'll call you"

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

8 months deep, still same situation
Now his woman's on him, daily, running outta patience
The scenario they looking at is typical
Now she wanted him to walk it out like an elliptical
So fast forward, his man hood got targeted
And lack of them resolves escalated those arguments
'Cause how can he run his house properly
When he clocking no profit and she constantly makes mockery
And what added to the overall discrepancy
Was a surprise unexpectancy of a pregnancy
Uh ! And when the time came she straight dissed him
And took the business straight the the dirty court system
Knew he was trying hard, that was nothing but greed
Took him out 'cause he wasn't moving at her speed
She put a good man out and let hatred in
Now he gotta make it work, so let the games begin

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

Not it's crunch time, everyday stormy weather
The need to go and get some bread is more intense than ever
All jobs, all day, try'na stack some mail
Had that money every month to go back to jail
Couldn't believe that she would place him in that situation
Though he was paying she still hating on his visitations
When his paper slowed, she threatened to tell 'em folks
He even contemplating to go back and selling dope
He was getting checks, he was just cashing enough
Plus his baby mama's new dude started gassing her up
"'St leave the fool, you need that money, he ain't paying? Crush him !
What you tripping on, he ain't never gave you nothing"
All and all it was a dirty thang to do, because
The real truth is she knew what kinda dude he was
He kept grinding, but once again this not enough
Fell behind chase to lick, got caught and locked him up

Fell victim to the system 'cause the hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Try'na do it right, the old me, I'd put it up
How can you win when your best ain't good enough?

Fell victim to her heart 'cause my love is blind
I could've raised up, God knows what I'd have found
Try'na fo it right, the one you never wanted to change, I'd put it up
But how can I be loved when for her my best ain't good enough?