structures off a bit on this 1 but fuk it lol
This household is reckless
My mind stepping into lunacy and my feet are deck less
Falling into an never-ending ditch,
Arguing with everyone even the worms in the earth
And that because they’re the ones who seen crawl into my birth
The wind blows lightly and if I stay at this address a minute longer
My bones will eventually fade, but in reality my soul’s muscles will grow stronger
I really don’t wanna stay though, cause my feelings is
That nobody in the family is understanding me, so I’m hollering “mothafukas is yall felling this”??
With anger and despite in each sentence
It’s reminding me of society not accepting my soldier’s mentes
Time to make big choices in life
With people seeing me as a kid, but I be sensing a grown man’s mind cause I don see so much strife
Soul feels like its 63
Yet with momma I stay arguing
Yelling and bickering
Tripping, kicking up dust
And neither one of us
Wanna make it seem like we give a fuck
Now she crying, my head out the window acting like I don’t give a fuck
Cause why should I be bothered by her tears if she aint never paid attention to mine?
Why should I be budged by her pains if to my heart she never cosigned
But as I sit chillin, her eyes still red I do the cross sign
Say a quick word to the Lord
And then let it go….
This household is reckless
My mind stepping into lunacy and my feet are deck less
Falling into an never-ending ditch,
Arguing with everyone even the worms in the earth
And that because they’re the ones who seen crawl into my birth
The wind blows lightly and if I stay at this address a minute longer
My bones will eventually fade, but in reality my soul’s muscles will grow stronger
I really don’t wanna stay though, cause my feelings is
That nobody in the family is understanding me, so I’m hollering “mothafukas is yall felling this”??
With anger and despite in each sentence
It’s reminding me of society not accepting my soldier’s mentes
Time to make big choices in life
With people seeing me as a kid, but I be sensing a grown man’s mind cause I don see so much strife
Soul feels like its 63
Yet with momma I stay arguing
Yelling and bickering
Tripping, kicking up dust
And neither one of us
Wanna make it seem like we give a fuck
Now she crying, my head out the window acting like I don’t give a fuck
Cause why should I be bothered by her tears if she aint never paid attention to mine?
Why should I be budged by her pains if to my heart she never cosigned
But as I sit chillin, her eyes still red I do the cross sign
Say a quick word to the Lord
And then let it go….
...jk....
