[Verse 1]

Everybody goes through shit

I know that it ain't just me

But the difference is that I, I will always try

Try to adjust me, be fit

Not just in the gym, but my medulla

Give them an inch and they want to break my ruler

Not a doula

But I'm taking safety measures for a successful rebirth

Me and Earth both got sexy body full of water

Gautama Buddha

If it ain't about my peace, peace out

Mental maintenance

No longer stuck in the drain

All the pain from the past

Kiss my ass, ain't out of order

Lift my glass up when it comes with my order

God, family, friends, yeah, in that order

In ordеr to see how bright I light a room up

Done saying life ain't fair

"Bitch, you only lived a quartеr"

And an extra year and some change

Nigga, make room for some change

26, it never gave living fearful

Let's look at the cup half full instead of half empty

I was feeling empty

Had a few people who poured into me

But my bag is pretty hefty

Like when my flight in Texas left me

Or when one of my exes fucking left me

[Verse 2]

Whole time, I probably was trippin'

Time to take off the ground

Airpods on high sound

In the air, I call that flying spirit

Yeah, I'm buckled up

I feel the turbulence

God, when you said "let go of that hurt," yeah, I heard you since

Went through depression

Been suicidal

Went through assault

I wish I had a fucking rifle

Not to set it off, but to scare off mothafuckers

Niggas got it easy

Cause if I simply told my brothers

That nigga would be squeezy

Like OJ, you a simp, son

Had a gun pointed in my face once

But no weapon formed against me shall prosper

The way I act like half the shit that happened to me never happened

I deserve a fucking Oscar

Smacked between a rock and a hard place

Will show you not to fuck with me

Shit, I'm celibate, you can't fuck with me

One look at Medusa on my chest and you'll be stuck with me

Niggas try their luck with me

But I'm more than a pretty face

Let me face this blunt

Therapy outside of my therapist

Exhaling all the shit that I face

[Outro]

To be blunt, I'm reserving my curves

I am preserving my body

I am curving everybody

Not serving my fruit 'til I pursuit somebody

Who deserves to taste the desserts of my labor

Yeah, baby, eat up

Laying comfy with my feet up

I'm in my own lane, I put my seat up

The way I chop on beats, I put the meat up

My cadence is the coldest, turn the heat up

No, I am not afraid to fucking speak up

Yes, I am the boldest, can you keep up?

No more sweeping under the rug, ain't no dirt there

You can see it on my mug, ain't no hurt there

No weeping

Yes, I'm introverted, but you hear clear

Landed with no layover, I'm still here

Bitch