[Verse 1: 350]

Anxiety’s like a leaf on a tree, it comes and it goes

Says bye for a season until it blooms and it grows

Trauma's like the root from the seed, it grips and it holds

You can never just rip it out, it leaves a scar in your soul

People laugh at pigmentations, color the leaves that'll grow

Some days I’m very yellow, orange next time I show

I didn’t pick the type of leaf I got, I meet the crop, I’m dealt, a lot I felt

I’m often in hell, I'm done with myself

I’m living in jail, my life in a cell, I fight with the devil, I been a rebel

Hyping thе self, chasing the wealth, what do I do? That’s what I been taught

Whеn I was in school, they told me to choose career that I’ll pay, take me away

Not what I want, at least I’ll be safe, I’ll never be happy, at least I’ll be paid

Yuh, never could finish my lessons, uh

I was so caught in depression, uh

I would be failing my classes, making me feel like I’ll always be less than

What family wanted, always feel like an opponent

They just want all these degrees, Uncle told me that I’d blown it

Whoever’s in your garden, they’ll be planting seeds

Some of bitterness, jealousy, some of grief

Some people forced their way around the meadow

Planting seeds of harm, you never know until the trees around you bleed, yuh

[Interlude]

I've always been anxious, I mean

You know, the hardest part was just feeling so helpless, like, nothing we could do would really help

[Verse 2: 350]

They told me, "Run back"

There’s no other way to get my trust back

I just gave my all and you gave none back

I always thought that I would be above that

What’s the point of fam if you don’t love back?

That’s the truth and you don’t hear me

Disagree, you don’t come near me

So much hurt inside my head

I've had a problem thinking clearly

So much trauma I ain’t deal with

Now, it’s coming out unwillingly

Don’t think y’all been feeling me

I’m lost, ain’t no one searching around to come take care of me

Adolescence, I had learned some lessons

Like you live alone, you die alone and that’s depressing

When they knock you to the ground, that’s when you see blessings

Lord

[Outro]

Something in the back of your head saying, "Don't talk about it

People don't talk about it"

When you talk about it, the less people feel alone