I this, So this is my life, I
My motivation is depression and the urge to My words contain, an outlet for pain I held inside, confined, in this maze Now my pen bleeds ink to express on Hey, is like did ma youth go?' I wasted of that, in a booth with a puke flow I moved around loads flats in a loophole And never myself (nah) I'm surrounded with people yet I feel so If only, I held one person Enough, to trust, to to solely I wouldn't drink and these drugs to hold me (Up) why a feel so shite Live in fear; shed a in the dead of the night People always going to and judge on what I write I guess a suicide note would be all they'd like, its like
Why do I do it, try and move it to loose it And am at loose my mind, though its mine to abuse it Its no crime spitting fluid, but they the flow, damn, But I stopping for no man I know man, life's as cold as an old man Who hates everything because he wasted his whole with the tripe and the fight for his own calm But life's not nice when youre no plan Or gave up, but look at Ive gave up My whole social life is a mic in mates My graves up, what more can be Lay a on it now because I'm already dead Its
How would you feel spending time, Focused on rhymes as love life's falling behind Getting chucked out your as a teen to find Your own feet in this gritty city we reside And is it fine, being addicted to And weed smokes the only thing that can calm your When crime takes the time like right off of school So now your contains stolen goods and a tool (Cool) I'm the youth of Lead astray with the pencil leading the way And this page is my best opportunity So now see what few awkward tunes can do And it be my release, You can see the real me as I explain on Not the chat, nah, I go beneath Because I'm going out my mind,