Second Hand Emotion

Looking at you cry like you invisible
Abuse don't always mean it was physical
Abuse could be a joke that you took literal
And think I said the shit just to belittle you
Yeah
Shit I was abused when I was little too
Won't ever justify the shit I did to you
Won't ever justify the shit she did to me
Won't ever rectify the shit I did to we
Us
Find a nigga you can trust
Find one that see you down and try his best to lift you up
Know you only stick around cause you been feeling like you stuck
Know I only come around so you can think I give a fuck
I been crying in my room been thinking bout giving up
Insurance on my life take it and live it up
Maybe I don't get love cause I don't give the shit enough
Sitting with an empty cup you done gave me way too much
Crying over spilled milk
Knowing you gone clean it up
Niggas talking bout love
What's the posed to mean to us
What's that posed to mean to me
That's some shit I didn't see
Honest and transparent that's some shit I couldn't be
How could I be that shit for you
Can't even be that shit for me
I'm addicted to that tree
Shit I'm smoking as we speak
I ain't perfect nigga
Why you put yo all in me I ain't worth it nigga
Acting mighty cause I think I got a purpose nigga
I thought I would make it big
I thought that I could buy forgiveness for the foul shit that I did
Like Gucci bags and Benzes could get rid of shit I hid
But I ain't even make it I'm like Shaq shooting mids
I look at the news and I see police shooting kids
So I be in my room devising plans to kill the pigs
So much on my plate
I just hope you can relate
I was never good to you was focused on being great
You still had faith accepted all my mistakes
How the fuck you still love a nigga that you should hate
Is you stupid nigga
Tryna love all my flaws is you cupid nigga

Maybe a sinner is a saint who misunderstood
Maybe bad is a catalyst for all things good
Maybe pain is just the ex girlfriend of change
Maybe hope is both fear and faiths mother
Maybe lies are just truths younger brother
Maybe they don't mean to hurt me
Maybe just a horse brought to water
Maybe they was just thirsty
Mistook my eyes for wishing wells
Maybe silence is just a close door for screams and yells on the inside
And maybe hiding is a show
Maybe I was just supposed to know where to go
But I wasn't supposed to go there
Maybe love and war isn't so fair
Maybe doubt is just a slow prayer that hasn't been formed
Maybe a heart broken is just a heart ready to be reborn
Maybe death is just transition to another life
Maybe it ain't all that bad
Maybe happiness requires the journey
We just call that sad
Maybe satan was the best friend that God ever had
And God can always depend on Satan for a game
Satan gon always play although the outcome is always the same
Maybe I had to put it all behind me to see how far I done came
Maybe being lost is another form of self love
Maybe being poor does more than having wealth does
Maybe the mud is fertile soil but we just keep getting stuck
Maybe knowing is not knowing
It's just confusion giving up