I this, So is my life, I guess
My motivation is depression and the urge to My written words contain, an outlet for I held inside, confined, in worthless maze Now my pen ink to express on page Hey, is like 'where did ma youth I wasted of that, in a booth with a puke flow I moved around loads through in a loophole And never myself (nah) I'm surrounded with yet I feel so lonely If only, I held one person Enough, to trust, to talk to I wouldn't need drink and these to hold me (Up) that's why a so shite Live in fear; shed a tear in the of the night always going to hate and judge on what I write I a suicide note would be all that 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 ain't for no man I know man, that as cold as an old man Who hates everything he wasted his whole damn Life with the and the fight for his own calm But life's not when youre following no plan Or gave up, but look at Ive gave up My whole social life is a mic in clubs My graves up, what can be said Lay a flower on it now because I'm dead Its
How would you feel spending time, Focused on rhymes as love life's falling behind Getting chucked out your house as a teen to Your own feet in this gritty city we reside And is it fine, addicted to wine And weed the only thing that can calm your mind When petty crime takes the time like right off of So now your backpack contains goods and a tool (Cool) I'm the of today Lead astray the pencil lead leading the way And this page is still my best So now lets see what few tunes can do And it be my release, You can see the real me as I on beats Not the punch-line chat, nah, I go Because I'm going out my mind,