The Best Policy

One time for depression One time for the lesson
That I was 'sposed to learn from this mess And it was
supposed to be Some kind some kind of plan and some big message
But my phones on silent So I ain't get
shit but some hurt feelings and a burnt soul
Niggas still saying "go to church" though
And ooh that burns my torso In this warzone where they killing us
And in Syria they bombing kids And
civilians while we senselessly spending millions
On some dumb shit, just for fun shit and I'm guilty too
'Cause right now I'm planning my next chain and some
new J's Even with homelessness and then there's poor folk
When we weren't talking, I read your horoscope
To see if you was thinking about me As it turns
out, now we speak again But I still wanna fuck hoes
And that lines gon' get me in trouble But writing
is the only place I feel safe enough to be vulnerable
This is basically straight from the journal So gon' and
ride with me And if I strike the nerve, gon' cry with me
Looking in the mirror,
my only fight is with me The irony is so
highkey my thought processes don't like me
'Cause once I get comfortable then I settle down
And the odds of being productive just so unlikely
Cigarettes to distract my mind from what's really happening
Grab a pint of Hen' to ignore the fact that my heart is cracking
Grab an eighth of weed just to calm
my nerves, take some [?] to smoke it
Skeletons in my closet and it's so many,
doors is wide open This is dope shit
for the birds, I contemplated leaving Earth
The only reason I ain't do it,
I'd rather not go to hell and burn Plus my
moms would be upset and I'd rather not chance that
In a room full of people,
I'm asking "where my friends at?
" Looking at my phone late in the midnight hours
Like when I'm feeling down man, who can I call to feel empowered?
Who really got my back and What are your intentions?
Oh you just showing off my blue check all in your mentions