[Verse]

I think it's time that we open up let it be discussed

I be disgusted by everything that these demons love

They beat and push me these mirrors I never even look

These evil insecurities there secured in me eat me up

I’m feeble fucked up these feelings numb yet I'm feeling flustered

I'm scheming cuts see my sleeve you people should see whats under

I woulda been in the mud by now But repercussions of leaving loved ones is the only reason that I weep on cushions

And I don’t put a massive blade to my neck

I don't think anyone comprehends the shit I face in my head

I've never needed anyone to come and pay me respect

Or say they accept me just a fucking page and a pen

They try to referee judging me on issues but they just never see

Hardly Anything I face this motherfucking ass of a life it knocks me telling me

That I'm tenuous I should beg and plead

But whenever I've bled I seem to get up and tell the bitch that I want a best of three

I should probably stop

It's stupid

Keep saying I'll change

Never do it

I leave it all here in my music but that don't change the fact that I’m hurt and I’m wounded

And how long am I really gon do this whiny crap

Im Sick of myself I see my face i be finding cracks

Get sad I cry then I have to try to tell myself I'm a man alright but man im sick of passerbys passing me by that be smiling cus I ain’t smiling back

This motherfucking anxietys got me dying bad

I'm sick of always just tryna be something I ain't man

Im Sick of constantly tryna please them I hide the cracks

I thought id finnaly found a queen she don't like me back

I thought I’d finnaly found some peace from these fights and scraps

I got my ass jumped again from these 7 guys with bats

Whoever told you life ain't a bitch is a lying slag

And I

Laugh and i jest but the fact is messed up I'm taking like all these anti depressants don't get past my neck cus i latch it bitch i grab it to vex man im mad with my ex what a fucking cheating whore want a strap to my head fuck living on cus I've spat my confessions I crack under pressure if life is a lesson then I'm certain that I'm sat in detention

They all be claiming that when your born the shit so grand and a blessing

But 18 motherfucking years my mom been trapped in depression