Have you felt like a disappointment?
Felt like you could melt?
Out of shape?
Double-jointed…
Ever felt like you could use
A bit of help,
Fuck…
You gave out everything,
And now you’re stuck with nothing left.
Nothing left…
Lately, I’ve been far too easy on myself.
I’ve been falling far behind,
Don’t need to write
To know I left
Myself behind
And all this time
Can’t find the lines,
I’m out of breath…
I can’t seem to sew a victory,
Fuck, I can’t catch a weft…
Catch a weft.
And all around me
All I see
Is weird and twisted bitter people…
Maybe I shouldn’t compare myself,
I know I’m far from evil.
But you have to have that in you
If you do want to succeed, though.
I guess I will never make it
Because that shit just ain’t me, though.
I can count out on one hand
All the help that I’ve been given before.
Been independent since they cut
That thick umbilical cord.
I give, This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
And give,
And give,
But fuck me, if they don’t ask for more.
Don’t have it in me,
Fuck…
Don’t need another fake to endure.
Have you felt like a disappointment?
Felt like you could melt?
Out of shape?
Double-jointed…
Ever felt like you could use
A bit of help,
Fuck…
You gave out everything,
And now you’re stuck with nothing left.
Nothing left…
Lately, I’ve been far too easy on myself.
I’ve been falling far behind,
Don’t need to write
To know I left
Myself behind
And all this time
Can’t find the lines,
I’m out of breath…
I can’t seem to sew a victory,
Fuck, I can’t catch a weft…
Catch a weft.
Sometimes I get unsolicited advice
From these nigga’s
Who can’t keep up with my pen
Most of the nights.
Nigga please…
Just roll the dice…
I’ve been doing this for decades, bitch,
My pen is full of ice…
I’ve been pouring out my heart
In this art
To get monetized.
But I need to be the shit
In an important pair of eyes.
I can’t fathom something bigger,
I’ll never be televised.
I want to see my mom
With hella pride
Behind her eyes…
Have you felt like a disappointment?
Felt like you could melt?
Out of shape?
Double-jointed…
Ever felt like you could use
A bit of help,
Fuck…
You gave out everything,
And now you’re stuck with nothing left.
Nothing left…
Lately, I’ve been far too easy on myself.
I’ve been falling far behind,
Don’t need to write
To know I left
Myself behind
And all this time
Can’t find the lines,
I’m out of breath…
I can’t seem to sew a victory,
Fuck, I can’t catch a weft…
Catch a weft.