Peppers in my eyes still burnin from what I seen

Can’t come up with a reason

For hiding underneath where my feet placed in the season

Isolation is glamorized

Through the trauma you can see my

Pepper-laden eyes still burning from where I’ve been -

Steady on my depression I’m fiending

Can’t come up with the cheese as much as I’m breathing

Frustrated -

Loving folks fussing

Making me to struggle to leave

Pain in my chest

I been avoiding

Just decided to leave -

Pained by thе rest

Of the peoplе tryna get me to be -

Somebody with remorse

I can’t begin to believe

Fellas, this is the age of disease

They can’t stay at home they’re moving

Thinking they’re free