Admission that my position is a bit switched up/ from a mental condition, and in my specialist vision/ I know it’d either be this life or federal prison/ preach unacceptable wisdom though Im just general livin/ Too skinny for the whiskey, no pennies for the Henny/ but plenty of envy that’s left to tempt me/ Coldest at best, have yet to garner respect/ Im carrying the baggage around as an emotional wreck/ My leg still hurts all the time, my lips tell all the lies/ wake up every morning fienin for a 40 of Colt 45/ Bleeding inside so don’t tell me that this shitll be fine/ because Ive been depressed for as long as Ive been alive/ Every day Im endin weak, cause I love a girl I never see/ especially when my mind makes her out to be the enemy/ Cant add more salt to the wounds cause it’s not even her fault/ Now keep the thoughts secret, locked away in a vault/
C) Why does it even come to this/ Ive been drained of all my blood to give/ Im not convinced that love exists/ I coulda past up on such a gift/
Past the love in our next discussions, depressions crushes/ the tension rushes so I begin to abuse an expensive substance/ Still choke and about to fall that will kill hope after all/ so now I just choose between pills, coke, and alcohol/ Now I admit that Ive been gifted/ but feel cheated since Im sick and am autistic/ Cant save face, filled with insane hate and my aims basic/ make a stained statement as a chronic pain patient/ The trilogy from W.H.I.T.E., I wrote that for the hell of it/ still a skeleton knowing that every word remains relevant/ Stuck in a hole till death, stuck in my loneliness/ stuck with no hope of rest, stuck with my cold intents/ I seize up, see stuff that hits my weak gut/ like a complete punch when I hear my knees crunch/ wish I could live my life out with no regrets/ because the worst part is realizing that this is all we get/
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023