Most of the scars on my heart
Are coming from the people that keep telling me they love me
Other people that keep close to me
I'm not smart but I'm smart enough to know
That this is not the way that all this shit supposed to be
I care for the world but first I gotta care for all those people that actually care for
Me
Wish I could go back in time and pick all
Of my friends again
And this time I will try my best to try and
Pick em carefully
I got family who ain't blood and I got blood who ain't family
I know people that only speak to me
When there's something they need from me
Before even greeting me, I wish the first
Thing people would say to me
Was what the f*ck they seek from me
I'm a nice guy but I don't tolerate no nonsense
So be careful how you speak to me
Please don't tell me that you love me.
Show me or love me secretly
Just like when Yeesh heard my song and he sent it to JazziQ
And then continued to try to speak for me
Or when I didn't go to school and Vicky called my phone
Not to ask for anything, she hit me up to try to check on me
It was when I broke my momma's heart but she still had heart
To stand up and this dish a plate for me
Just to show me that no matter how many times I f'ed up
In her heart there was always gonna be a place for me
Goddamn shit, as I wait for all of my redemptions
As I release from all my fake friendships
It's the brother love I get from Messi
That shows me through thick and thin
All my brothers gon' be there for me and really I don't need friends
People say they love me and the love they have for me
Could probably fill up deep ends when honestly the love they have for me
Circumstantial and it deep ends If I don't text first
Then connections start to weaken
Say I make sad songs and every song I make I tend to complain
But these is not no songs this is therapy
Sessions
I have with the mic in the night during weekends
And trust me I ain't heartless
Really I just learned to use my heartless
The less I use my heart then the less I had of heart's stress
Path I've been on is kinda like the darkest
I make songs for the kids who are voiceless
I make songs to express my emotions
I make songs to explain the state of my pain
I make songs and hope that the kids will know my name
I make songs that...
I don't know why I make songs, nigga shit
Drowning, Drowning, Drowning, Drowning
Drowning inside these thoughts I have.
Drowning, Drowning, Drowning, Drowning
I'm Drowning inside in these thoughts I have