This is my only road to recovery
Paps think I'm doing fine cause we riding on the same road of misery
Nigga got the nerve coming to his wife latenight smelling like henessy
Call it slavery;we are held by forces we can't break in reality
Momma caught up in all our tragedies saying shes had enough of it
Guess the only time i knew I was killing my dreams was when I realised I couldn't get out of it
This shit kept haunting me couldn't talk to noone about it
Got a sister that I look just like and she still calls me an addict
So I reach out to my bitch but she couldn't help me
She thinks I'm shining cause the money on me
Saying she loves me and can't find a nigga like me
But how could I tell her my thoughts were starving and I'm really drowning
These bitches so lousy the only thing they can leave you with is a fucking orgasm
Realised was on my own so Imma let her be,so I let that slide and get back talking bout her calvin clein shit
Keep ya head up I won't set my dreams free
I know I'm in my feelings but its the weed getting to me
So I hit the joint though I told myself the last time would be my last
Dreams getting blurred,thoughts getting sad making my mind run fast
I'm trynna reach out to you yeah I had to rant
I'm trynna reach out to you bitch where you at?
