Bad Memories

Day after day I'm just living my life
Negative energy's not what I know
I have to say that it would be a lie
Claiming its always been easy to cope
I got bad memories
Sad memories
Try to replace 'em and put 'em aside
That is the only way that I can grow
But they remain always stuck in my mind
Deep in my brain there's a place where I know
I got bad memories
Sad memories

So many negative memories
I pray that the Lord will put him at ease
I know I said 'him' but I really mean
Who I see in the mirror, that nigga me
Please, no more reminders
Feeling so wack and I better retire
I ain't a rapper, don't got the swagger
Ain't getting half of the chicks that I write
About in these lyrical verses
This wasn't written in cursive
I'm pretty far from perfect
Had some pretty bizarre excursions
Back in high school
I was never the cool kid
Wasn't getting a visit from cupid
All the ladies thought I was a nuisance
Every day felt like I was a new kid
In the school, shit
In the class, when I read they just wanna laugh
Teacher too, tryna calm a class down
I'm an ass clown, fucking sad now
Brother ask how
Shit was going with this one girl that I like
Didn't get the number, never mind
Then there was another that I find
Kinda attractive, she a bad chick
With a good heart but I'm not smart
It's a chance missed when I witnessed
That she had kissed some other guy
Put that shit too sleep, it's a lullaby
I'm a little weak so I suck at my
Mack skills, shit that's affected me even today
So I say

Day after day I'm just living my life
Negative energy's not what I know
I have to say that it would be a lie
Claiming its always been easy to cope
I got bad memories
Sad memories
Try to replace 'em and put 'em aside
That is the only way that I can grow
But they remain always stuck in my mind
Deep in my brain there's a place where I know
I got bad memories
Sad memories

Don't ask me where my degree at
Rather go mind your own beeswax
Guess I'm a druggie
I might need a bit of recovery after the relapse
Eminem back in '09
Credit him for the dope rhymes
That was when I was so shy
Grab a pen and I have a fan saying oh my
Good times
Few and far between though
Think I probably need more
Positive shit, just a tidbit for my ego
Bad memories what I feed your ass
Every scene is a prequel
To eventually being okay
And potentially being peaceful
Sick of these evil thoughts
Busy telling me that I'll never reach
Where I need to
Cross everything that's irrelevant out
Never have doubt, never chase clout
Prepare my mind for the bout
Repair my pain with a strain, what a shame
It's okay, we get high then I'm out



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Tafila
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