Nomad's Tale, Pt. 2(baggage)

Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will always hurt me
Bruises are invisible but the scars are permanently
On my mind I try to hide it especially emotionally
My siblings going through it too so I take this sh*t personally
It's kinda crazy no it's kinda scary
Bully's are the same,they are very ordinary
Family issues but instead of grabbing for tissues
They push you and tell the other kids to ignore you
Its a cry for attention, cos their parents neglect them
Talking back to their teachers,man they never respect them
They get jealous of you, when you passing them lessons
They begin to blame you, cos of their bad decisions
You're doing you, tryna make it out this bracket
They see intentions in your actions and then start reacting
You try to hide your fear but they think that you are laughing
At their own misfortune and the sh*t that has been happening

I know K, ah man he's a nice dude
Forget you, you ain't know what I been through
My own fault cos I never told you
Don't even trust myself so the how the hell do I trust you?
I know K, ah man he's a nice dude
Forget you, you ain't know what I been through
My own fault cos I never told you
Don't even trust myself so the how the f*ck do I trust you?

One of the things I remember from my teenage past
Is being asked why I didn't have swag like my dad
The kids laughed cos he's tall and I'm short
So I guess in their minds my swag was cut in half
Wondering why you and I were never closer
You stare in the mirror and see you own opponent
Wholly devoted to avoiding mistakes of you father
But focusing on the past is exactly what drove us further
I call my mama, ma but never call my dad pa
Text my grand mama but never call my grandpa
Issue was clear but didn't think that it would matter
That the connection with men in my life was getting weaker
Released that judging you was bad for my health
Only way to accept you was by accepting myself
I didn't pull away because of the things that you do
It was that I realized that I made the same mistakes too

I know K, ah man he's a nice dude
Forget you, you ain't know what I been through
My own fault cos I never told you
Don't even trust myself so the how the hell do I trust you?
I know K, ah man he's a nice dude
Forget you, you ain't know what I been through
My own fault cos I never told you
Don't even trust myself so the how the f*ck do I trust you?

In relationships you gotta pick an L
You gotta pick you lady then you gotta love her well
You gotta keep it private so you never kiss and tell
And if you fornicate well then you know you going to hell
I was temped to touch, so I went for a hug
I was looking for love, she was looking to f*ck
I'd never had sex so I felt like chump
She asked me if i wanna do it and of course I said "yup"
Found myself within another girl constantly
Physical relationships soon became my therapy
Lust for love, had me acting out differently
Began to struggle with expressing myself emotionally
So,if I said our love was a secret
Baby girl tell me would you keep it
If i said i was lost in love would you seek it
Realize I'm still heartbroken and help me pick up the pieces

Poor K, ah man he's a nice dude
Man, have you heard what he been through?
His own fault cos he never told you
Don't even trust himself so how the hell could he trust you?
Poor k, ah man he's a nice dude
Man, have you heard what he been through?
His own fault cos he never told you
He says feels lost but we remain hopeful