Alt + F4
My lost dreams traveling me
I'm doubting myself, got me asking God, "Am I gonna make it?"
I shoulda cut the traffic, went home
Then stay on the phone, wit' my ex wives from Rome
I got this plan ticket for Hawaii
Now tell me how this shit 'posed to really excite me
Going back to back, back and forth
Our relationship decided to take it's course, tell me how
Came back home from a summer vacation
To controversy and drama, I didn't know the revelation
Came wit' a clean mind, my mind was set
Out of no where my brain got interrupted from the thoughts
Of my childhood, it's a paragraph long
If you listen, pay attention then come along
My pops babymom blacked his eye
I was on the step watching everything, how could he not realize
The thoughts and trauma flowing through my head
After losing my mother, can it get any worse
Other than the fact that she was on drugs
How can you leave us here without even looking for us
It really hurts
Yeah, uh
ALT F4
Yeah, need to get me out this situation
I think about you when I got nothing to do
Hung your picture on my walls in all my rooms
Karim, and Shari, and Ashley
Are the most important people to me
Uncle Chaq, and Julian and Stephanie
Will be the ones not only beat me but teach me
These life lessons that will occur
Like in a couple years, i'm hoping I get a car, yeah
And go see my baby Aliyah in Delaware
Just saw her in Hershey Park, yeah, and she was scared
Really hurt
I'm doubting myself, got me asking God, "Am I gonna make it?"
I shoulda cut the traffic, went home
Then stay on the phone, wit' my ex wives from Rome
I got this plan ticket for Hawaii
Now tell me how this shit 'posed to really excite me
Going back to back, back and forth
Our relationship decided to take it's course, tell me how
Came back home from a summer vacation
To controversy and drama, I didn't know the revelation
Came wit' a clean mind, my mind was set
Out of no where my brain got interrupted from the thoughts
Of my childhood, it's a paragraph long
If you listen, pay attention then come along
My pops babymom blacked his eye
I was on the step watching everything, how could he not realize
The thoughts and trauma flowing through my head
After losing my mother, can it get any worse
Other than the fact that she was on drugs
How can you leave us here without even looking for us
It really hurts
Yeah, uh
ALT F4
Yeah, need to get me out this situation
I think about you when I got nothing to do
Hung your picture on my walls in all my rooms
Karim, and Shari, and Ashley
Are the most important people to me
Uncle Chaq, and Julian and Stephanie
Will be the ones not only beat me but teach me
These life lessons that will occur
Like in a couple years, i'm hoping I get a car, yeah
And go see my baby Aliyah in Delaware
Just saw her in Hershey Park, yeah, and she was scared
Really hurt
Credits
Writer(s): Karim Whitfield
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