Like does my momma hate me, what shoes do I have to put on my feet? Where’s my boy at? It’s hard getting him off the streets People shaking their heads, misunderstanding They want me to be calm but they’re so fucking demanding
Outside sitting in between California trees My girl’s gotta AK, might pull the trigger and leave for good Who knows? Not me. Sitting so pretty but inside can’t wait to leave society What kind of life is it when you’re struggling with sobriety?
Waking up reaching for my drink in the dark Ridin round bumpin that sneeze at a park shit feels good Limbs numb, heart racing Fake happiness, so when it’s gone I’m back to contemplating
Like damn Lee, you’re only twenty one How are you so sure you’re ready to be done? My niece and nephew, it would break their heart But as they grow they’ll understand that things just fall apart
Things change and nothing is the same Relationships fail and people call you out of your name Yeah I’m being negative, routine since birth Alcoholism runs in my blood, so does lacking self worth
My brain is all wrong, the doctors confirmed it. So go ahead and sleep baby girl, you know you deserve it.