the assets ive got, come passive so I think massive amounts, of people think i wont amount, to anything in there life, and maybe theyre right, cause all can do is write and overthink my feelings, when dealin with giving them up, I aint nuts but am, but not enough to leave a lasting impression, im always feeling tension, arising out of my timing, im lyings, when I say Im fine with, being alone, at the end of my road, I want someone to hold, that wont cheat, that wont compete, with me, in being, a good person, I'm worst with, expressing when im hurtin, I want someone to work with, and the thing ive learnt is, I gotta turn in, a direction I want, not just to get someone on my cock, someone that would spot, me and just say, how was your day, and talkings enough, but pause it bruh, people change feelings fade its all insane to think, someone would be, with someone who barely speaks, and im paranoid to the extreme, jealously always peaks, every new day in the relationship, shit am I even relaying shit, to you, whos you? someone I won't know till 2022, ha as if, im going static, every new year comes with less passion,

if i could rap about, a mad amount, of cash I doubt, I wouldn't do it, I aint good at improvement just deducin, where I fucked up, wheres the love bruh? the amount of passion, I used to have 11th grade, when heavens gate, didn't mean shit, now I'm fienen, for a happy route, fore the crashings through, that'll happen, wheres the passion, somewhere that i'm lackin, the map too, everyday at noon, I'm sad dude, I can't do, this life, I mean i can but its fight, keeps kicking me down, slamming my locker giving me doubt handing me counters, to the happiness im trying to find, I gotta find my spine, I gotta find my spine, stronger then the one in this pad, I gotta give up on tryin to relax, and just do it, fuck execution, fuck bein stupid, fuck overthinken new shit, fuck beleiven im constantly losing, fuck sayin fuck me, fuck sayin fuck you, fuck treatin myself like a victim dude, bad things happen, relapsing to overthinkin maddens, me way more, then to just relax at a lake shore, i need to stay allured, with life and all its dang warts, i hate fights but ive made more x4

imagination takes over, as I make over, the top thoughts, about those that'll only scoff, at the thought of being with me for good reasons really, I think I'm designed to be alone, I think my ride wont reach out my road, but at least I wont crash, but man, I'd love that, just to know someone in that way, have fun and play, and not show, some different side, not live in a disguise, I still feel like I do, despite my mad attempts at truths, what'll fix me dude, probably nothing, but I got ta be something to me, in order to be something to do, what'll get me there more fuel, but I'm running out on E, like when I try to say I love you, please, J I better stay in the weather of the storm, less boards are tearin off the floors, where the fuck is more sanity happiness, where the fuck is more, reality sappiness that's comfortable in its form, I don't know, wheres there real core of my self-esteem, again speals spored can tell if me, gettin betters actually an endeavor I can endure, but if its been to show, so far ive got the lowest score,

you and i never see eye to eye, less its when you cry, am i blind, or do you get arise, out of my attention, cause your left with, no other choice, nice feelin, im reelin, for a second, fore perspective, gets a hold, and my role, is made clear, that why I never stay near, less im on my eighth beer, im an afraid and weird, kid, when it comes to holding people and shit, cause..cause.. i dont know how to cope with the idea of just sex, afterwards I cant remain a friend, or even an acquaintance, your precense would be tainted, is that cause i remain in, a delusion that sex is so important, when others are keepin score of it, why am i at war with this, is it because of whats at the bottom of my storage bin? what ill never acknowledge, another skeleton in the closet, that makes me feel wrong with, any choice i make with sexual shit, call me a sedimental bitch, if i could for her i would have said to mental, its, not cause of you, id fuck the truth out of you, if i had a stable relationship angle, but right now lifes painful, so focus on your main bull,

love is like a trance, when the love is in the wrong hands, you want the snug comfort of a long plan, to not being alone, ah so put it in a song yeah, after's its done, but before the gun you're scared of shot, you care too much about the plot, and to put it away is sad, that's why people create flack, so the tie is felt, the strain has this weird effect, like a mirror wrecked, try to see pieces but can't put it back together, love makes any and everyone a mad protector, to keep it so to think it, might be best, to sight see, the rest, of the worlds lighting stress, cause you're new, after a slew, then they won't stick like glue, unless that's just who, I am, I plan, on being mature cause if i freaking hurt her, I'll feel like shit, another one to the mic list, for stupid shit I did,

life'll get better, night'll get better, I might regret her, and that I hyped a befriender, as somethin more, rubbed in burns, for her tryin to focus, and ta not be loaded, with everything at once, but boy I jumped the gun, and got shot down what did I expect, with neglect, of a spec, comes a spread, into everything I was letting strings hold us, and owned up, but road tough, when improving and ensuing, on being by myself, and I didn't let up, then I said stuff, that showed my problems, yeah bro I gottem, "then why're you with me?" and guys Im spitten, these out hopen to ease out, this part of me, it's the hardest thing cause ta target these, things will help me understand, to never hunt her plans, and bunker back, and stay under rap, as my main thing, and not dating, I snapped but am changing, back inta creating, this rap painting, on my life, and'll rhyme all night, and have the time of my life,

we all got, a hurt spot, maybe a few, from a chick or dude, thoughts of babies but the cruel, reality ain't saving us from truth, that none of us are perfect, that love aint got insurance, no matter the reassurance, we will always be searchen, for who will think we're worth it, but the lessons are turnin, us to grow, cause the lows, got us close, to our feelins, and no realist, can deal with it, cause its irrational, its laughable, cause we see it, but still need it, even if we know its toxic, we wanna be heros and top it, but we don't need those we treat as goddess, cause to be blown gets us in there pocket, and they freeload off your cock kid, for free support, and say we don't need the door, out, cause without them were nothin, we let the abundances, of fake lovin, they give us, make us in the prison, stay stuck with the mission, that it'll get better, no matter the pressure, and lack of pleasure, we can't be lesser, we tell ourselves, to melt our hell, will leave us by our self, we'll be bending it, for there deadly tricks, its a heavy sick- ness, that we love, love sick, equals dumb shit, I've learned that, Im worth crap, cause I thought, I was an exception bruh, but if you think that, see your dreams at, 10, 20 fuckin 50 years from now, we'll all die alone in our minds, so try the home in your ties, friends, family, where insanity will be damaging, but they're happily by your side, revive your life, as yours, man doors, have been closed, if I have one last note, for my last relationship, it'd be man, please thank this bitch,

love love love, i am fucking done, thinking I am some, guy that assumes, that a wife's the fuse, to get my life back on track, I cant save you, you cant save me that's a fact, a piece of your puzzle is all i can muster, if you don't muzzle, what I've suffered to learn, what's our worth? nothin to do with one another, my life's a cluster and i haven't loves pure for a while i am wild, my style is jealously past the last mile, I've made a mess of me in piles, I'm still questioning was that my finale, relationship, Im ageless in being so fucking jaded, Ive stayed in this rotation of no patience, for my love doctor that constantly getting doctored, by new point of view I use as an excuse, to have no one who, can get tooo close, I've hit new lows, when it comes to trust, I fuck it up, every time, that can tell me why, I am the way I am, cause I stay fine man but don't advance, don't make plans, I just follow, I've felt hollow, for as long as I can recall, I will never recall, someone like I used to, I'm so fucking rude to, who's true, to their word, Im still in this world, of thinking life'll change in the blink of an eye, I'm sinking in my mind, I'm feeling a shrinking in my spine, when I speak its a dime, 8 cents past the 2 cents that people are cool with, so I'm just gonna stay lose in, where im gonna go, if I'll find someone to hold, without me dang losing control, or if I'll stay moving alone,

touch my lips make me go insane x4 we stay up, so late huh, what makes us, make love, what's in my brain? duh, a delusion that our infusement will lead to a brighter conclusion I know I know I'm so stupid, I know I know I ain't gotta prove shit, but I'm feeling so useless, overdo the dopamine to lose this, feelin that I loath ta be a rude dick, so ta me you're intune with, making me forget, that I'm at war with, my problems, so I swallow'em, and move on, your true job, is to kill me a bit, again to make me forget, every fuck up, every dumb love, story I was apart of, the core of me is to spark up, and forget x16 with you, old songs feel new, with you my souls strong, a real brew, of a load of flaws, I can remove, from my feelins, and be lit, but on some real shit, I feel it, your putting words in my mouth, you're making me choke, why do you make me want to text my ex, you knock me out cold, why do I look forward to you fuckin me up? makes me feel like I'm getting hung over a hun- -dred foot drop, good god, where are going with this? we both are known this is, not gonna last, fore I get us into a crash, let us have one last dance, one hand needed as I'm seein, the stars, hear a splash nothing can pull us apart, except your owner as he asks me "are you even sober? you've been swiggen on that for over, an hour, as if you'll find closure in that, you coward, let me guess you say you feel nothing, cause you're afraid of feelin something, other than a deluded world, includen girls, not just dating, but making, something to last, and not causing it to crash, so you can end it, loves a bridge, not an appendage, keep your ground" I say out loud, "how do you even know?" I'm alone, I say these same things to myself every night, but it didn't keep me from this deadly fight, of addiction, I'm lynching, or at least trying I ain't dying just wondering why this, life feels so spineless, no matter how hard I try, it's hard for me to connect with others, other than seeing who can get drunker, most of my convos are filled with blubber, nothin to keep it going for some reason I mostly mutter, for others, it seems as smooth as butter, to have the passion to interact, I'm ass in haven a grasp, on getting better, but I'm not severed forever, I'll get there, I'm still alive, this thick layer of sadness will arise, off my back, and I will find, a plan and revise, to not treat a girl like a vice, to not beat the world with advice, I can barely follow, I am fairly hollow, But I'll build myself back up, and chill my hell with love, for myself, for myself, I need, to love, myself,

took this chance before, don't know where the door, to the real choice is, sexualities an annoyance, for me, not horny, just warring with more thing, more thought's no one want, to fuckin hear, I know, i know im fucking weird, but if you don't anna hear gay shit, leave, despite me being bi i think, i think, I think, why can't I know, of a solid path to go, I've landed on my ass I know, I bet you could think of a joke, just wanna know....me if I'm wrong again, Im out whens,I'll truely know, Im losing hope, in my snity in actuality, only me can know these thing, indecisiveness is in my wiren, so if im wrong again, if im wrong again, maybe its better left in my head, of for therapy, if they'll spare a seat, I just wanna repair this thing, called pride called confidence, to get away from the things that make me cry im honest less, to stop the conflict, to stop the conflict, this this this should make me feel happy, if I'm grasping who I am, and hey this time I wont be having a bitch making me feel bad, for going through an experiment, I swear I will repair this mess, in my head, to be okay for those I bring to bed, no way am I remaining a tense insecure bitch, I'll ensure this, time around, I'll find a sound, way to deal with this and to not remain this clueless, im actually improving, I know this won't magically remove things, that're wrong, but maybe just maybe, it'll make me a bit more strong, ha, you know, you might as well like yourself, just think of all the time you're gonna have to spend with you, and if you don't think too much of yourself how do you expect others too?

Verse 1 You got a problem I cant solve ya, but Ill pause ya, hope you enjoy a moment, if you and me own it, its true to see coopens, not given much hope kid, hearts feelin swollen, parts of you is closen, parts of me is frozen, parts of you is choken, part of me is token, generic as fuck, where as its luck, if I dont crazy up for you, its like taking drugs ta lore you, inta my life and its alright, but cant simmer all night, cant filter all types, of things I think cause of insecurities, dont worry Imma wither surely, from your memories early, Verse 2 Since I was a kid X2 I only wanted acceptance, but was inept in, every social department, so now that my hearts thick, I aint got passion for those that act if, they dont know why our friendship vanished, it aint magic, to hit me up but statics got me giving up, so rap is my living bruh, whether I manage a cent or 50 bucks, Im as in as ten living bloods, that goes for rapping and giving love,