This been long overdue

No matter how I try, I’ll be misunderstood

I miss telling my truth

Even to my Miss, I’ve been faking my mood

Ask my fans for repentance

My distance

Been on social media than in real person

They say don’t touch your face

But how can I do that when I’m wiping my tears

Said touch the Bible

But how can I do that when he’s wiping the people

Christ the son of David

Save us from the covid

The pains leave my livid

I’m crying, it’s not vivid

Mask hides my face

Masculinity hides my pain

Fighting my depression

Making an impression

Till I found myself yelling at my queen at dominoes

Who knows?

If this takes you away?

Somebody sneeze at you

Then you catching the flu

How am I go’n cope?

How am I go’n cope?

Prolly overdose on some cheap dope

Not poster boy for corona

If this brings fame, I’ll rather be a loner

Prolly experiment on a slow verse

Till I fast and pray she recovers

But you told me to believe you

And I told you I can’t do it

Cos there’s nothing merciful about leaving people dying

If you love me

You should keep me

I’m just human

I’m not spirit

I don’t get it

All these trials

You sent Jesus

Not a virus

We should talk more

We should talk more

Demons in my ears like a hearing aid

I could sanitize my hands for weeks

But my state of mind is kinda weak

People think I’m blessed

People think I’m blessed

But half of the time I’m not impressed

I understand that I overthink

But the end could come in just a blink