Yea look let me pretend to be happy or try for a just minute at least how many days I been stuck on this leesh while my anxietys feasts still on my carcus I remember days they called me liar or retarded my supplier givin bargins made an addict rehab 3 times to break the habit so realigning all the ppl that think I’m living lavish drugs are killin meanwhile my mom still depends on disability and every single doctor I console in wants a pill in me I still walk around on this earth feelin worthless that’s why I stay high and if I’m not then I get nervous that’s why еveryday I pray to god and ask for purpose i know that he gavе me one but still it doesn’t hurt less Instagram thugs start to act like vigilantes my friend still tryna see how much weed can fit in camries I’m just tryna find a way to take us to Grammies cuz we ain’t had no plan b or nun else I try to stay fit and exercise but nothing helps fuck it tho ig that’s just the hand that I was dealt deadly to love someone intently and know they don’t base it off the fact you got a Bentley I’m sorry I don’t fit ya script of what a rappers suppose to be honestly I don’t see to many rappers close to me and socially the same is true we can’t say the same for you addictions to prescriptions plus my homies died I could name a few reasons why I hate the world take it out my bangin girls Lyon say I love myself repeat it til my stomach curls they always ask me why it takes so long to yo drop new music Bc 90% of my relations are abusive and 95% of ppl that I love will use me in some type of way I’m tryna shed some light today but darkness keeps creeping in life is like insomnia I wonder if I’ll sleep again wake up back in middle school where we were takin 10 a pill think u poppin xanny bars but half the time it’s been a drill took enough to fuckem up but not to getem killed just enough to make me sleep but not sit me still