Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Here, and I'm Not All There

is he?
What is
are you doing?
What is he
going on?
Where are

did he go?
Damius... are you?

1]

Months I been seated waitin'
All for a letter or
I gave you the to exit this city
But I'm wonderin', like, "was I ready to let go?"
You're all alone, such air and it's nightmarish
Though never admit it, the pain is acidic and it wears away
here I won't ever say
Like, you got time? The fuck got you floatin'?
Clearly not for your bros well-being
He's—years old now
You even know his age?
I dance around the to the question "why"
Cause you don't a fuck?
Or maybe you doin' well, holdin' it in
Maybe it's pride, you cuttin' blinds, knowin' I'd out
My boy, he stubborn inside
down from your father and mine
It's time you let it out,
Can you blame me? Is it a lot to ask?
Between fuckin' them and Netflix
But I wanna pry, I see now
I'm a bother, if it helps you sleep sound yourself this is enough
It's clear lookin' for you
I'm just sayin', I'm still

2]

First off, I'm not you been givin'
5% in effort to connect
I send texts,
But since we in separate yards you can't send in form of words
Busy? Nah, pretense is dirt
Like us sayin' we not hurt, but hurt
And dad, he could've died
And I tell you and you get at me for tellin' you
Before I know exactly what the wrong
I was terrified, it right, you deserved to know
that I needed my bro's support
So quick to your Coolsville like you're
Too cool there, in your musical
It bites you feel cause I been here

3]

Dami, you gotta figure this out, what do you
You say you're passion is writing, yet not
You been to school and damn, the sand thinnin'
Is it rap you
Cause opaque, your glasses
And half full, ya glass is, you're
So I gotta ask, do you really want
You're tellin' everybody a hobby but yet
You neglectin' fam, friends, avoiding a life
Relationships, and chances can't be mended
And all for
I ain't sayin it's the move
But you better soon
Before you've lost too much to go
I know you see how this ends
I ain't mad, my son and I love you
Even I ain't there
And if you need help, you know I'm

I've my way, lost myself
And if come, tell 'em I'm in this hell
me please, I'm unwell
is a cry for

4]

Oh my god, I'm so fuckin' touched
Over 2 passed, yo ass still on us?
I got a new you,
Who knows just what the fuck he
He's head of a restaurant, got?
a lot of fuckin' time
To get yourself and tangled
that web you angled in your favor
Okay, the was lame, hon
Let it go, you bitter
I won't lie, you your way into my mind sometimes
But only sometimes and by the sec I it's you
I find somethin' to better engage my thoughts
Hey, you forget you're the one who cut it
I changed or some bull, now I'm a
How original, I'm so sad I got by this brilliant rapper
Who attacks in the un-cliche
way, keepsake
Whatever you need to sane
Keep me, babe, I'm not there

5]

Yo, you heard about Damius
Now a rapper (he's rapping?)
He that he's gonna be famous
It's hilarious, sustaining a sound that people love
And stayin' around through the changes, I don't (nah)
But I think I'd remember somebody with that much
Essential to rap is and oh
Did I He does that too (wow)
Big fuckin'
I used to rap and my brother he to produce
It's fucking common, no Common, no
It's comedy to lose (true)
This dude is his youth
Yeah, I heard a friend that he moved to LA
To be a writer for
Indecisive, I'm sure it'll in his music
He just ain't all there

6]

I been this far from home
I never felt so alone
I never saw light, bleedin' and my—no, no, no
the excuses there is none
I'm exhausted, I'm forging a memoir
To me and to all of listening
I apologize mom, may, dad and to anyone I neglected
I'm sorry, its just...
There are things that I to say
I had in my brain but in efforts I've made to express 'em
I created more pain, all of this was in vain
I like cuttin' a vein, wit no cauterizing, down the river
I may have been bitter but
You ain't infectin' my
Truthfully, I did dwell on it
But put to is that restless mistake
So get confused, I wrote k for me
Not for you, k? Miss
compare where we're both at in 10 years
I'll savor the tears, so
My hate behind bars, a table-full
Our fate paved to way to this heinous place cause that pain it
So I paint with nouns, I'm prayin' they pleasure
Illogical? Yes, I do feel pressure
But to else thinkin my talent-less tales
Are elaborate lies my life
to see if I'm real
Come find out, I'm right

I've lost my way, myself
If they come, tell 'em I'm in hell
Break me please, I'm
is a cry... (help)