[ Featuring Vol. 1 ]
Happiness feel like it's given in rations
I don't find balance, it's finna get drastic
My whole life been a pain box
Tears fall turn to raindrops
These streets here, I love so much I got gunned down on these same blocks
Don't like to show 'em no weakness, Ain't escaping my demons
Too many nights I been sleepless, Jesus, I carry too many secrets
Still I gotta muster up the courage and look in the mirror and make peace with
Gold-plated Virgin Mary handle on that 4-5 that I keep on my belt
So lost don't know who I am and its hard to admit I'm in need of some help
All of this sh#t that I'm going through, I don't like talking bout this so I keep to
Worn down and my soul numb, everything just great for me
Can't tell, I conceal it well, just slide by it so gracefully
Fake love from a fork tongue, this here everyday for me
I'm not in search of no sympathy, I'm just asking y'all please pray for me
