Falling/The Fallen

I took another tab to try and feel something real
I was searching for some love I'm so depressed it wasn't here
I avoided every tear then felt like every feel
I can hear the devil calling it's okay I have no fear

Pedal to the metal nigga no days off
Peanut butter Jelly was the meal we raised off
The we moved to the burbs no more niggas on the block
I was smoking weed at 10 every pill I found got popped

Hid the dope in my socks hid the dope in my drawls
Momma home before I expected almost fucked around got caught
Bad news baby we downsizing a lot
We really moving to the trap cause step daddy on rock

82nd international we moved right in the heart
First day I seen my neighbors getting raided by the narcs
Took a scooter to the park it was a haven for knocks
Seen my Step daddy trading in a chain he got my mom

Down on my luck stuck in my feelings
Why don't feel up my cup it's been a minute
Told you no more heem for the boy but now you did it
Brought out all the darkness that's weighing down on my spirit

I got get this off of my chest
My mind has been filled with regret
I don't have no energy left
To focus and deal with the stress

I took the whole thang to the neck
I know I must look like a mess
But who I'm trying to impress
This is how I look on protect

Mode all of my text unchecked
My mama ain't heard from yet
That's probably all for the best
I hate when she see me depressed

It could be hard to digest
Even more hard to connect
Im just trying to progress
No how natter far that I get
I always just seem to digress

I can't help but feel like I'm falling
I know it's only in my head
But is it real if it's in here

I can't help but feel like I'm falling
I know it's only in my head
But how I make it disappear?



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Writer(s): A. Jackson
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