"[1]

Yesterday I had to check myself a couple times—

Write a couple rhymes

Hit my brother line

Ask if it’s another sign

I ain’t had enough of trying

But I’m wearing down

Feels like another obstacle I’m staring down

And I feel like sharing now

So I tell him how I feel

He feel me and he tell me, “That’s how everybody feel.”

And I know it, but I wanna wallow just a little longer—

Stay up on the phone until I feel a little stronger

Judge me if you wanna. I ain’t got a worry

Tomorrow is another day. I ain’t tryna hurry

Vision kind of blurry. Hoping to see better

Better see the better in the day before it’s “Yes to…”

[2]

Last night I bought a bottle, and prob’ly shouldn’t be saying it

I ain’t drink it, but think it’s a metaphor for my day

It’s the way it can make you feel

Like nothing’s really a deal

The pleasure and the appeal

Is waiting behind the seal

Just break it open and guzzle it

Feel it, and then say “fuck it.”

Since nothing is permanent, my sobriety had it’s turn and it’s time

Resigned to the life that I live now

My cup is filled up, I don’t want it to spill out

To see it pouring down the drain is therapeutic

I know it sounds insane to say I never want to do it again

But still spend what I earned to make that purchase

That kind of temptation is dangerous. Is it worth it?"