SCARS ON MY FACE - Radio Edit

Scars on my face I can talk about it
Scars on my face I can talk about it
Yea scars that won't wash away
Scars that jump around inside your head

Yea warriors don't run they fight till the end
Before it all began the neighborhood
Friends were swinging and enjoying life
It was Tuesday morning 09 always knew
Who were the days 1's and travelers

Before I knew it I was caught up in
The wrong crowd before I knew it
I was left alone in the darkness
Whenever they looked mе in the eyes
I saw only hatе only had about 2
Who rocked with me the more social
I tried to be the more distant it felt

The next day I was walking down the
Road and met depression and anxiety had a few friends
Back stab me so I always knew to
Categorize I always for some reason
Knew how to jeopardize relationships

Always evaluating everything I do
Talking before I think then go home
And let it sink in looking in the mirror
I really can't recognize myself
We're back to the start I can't believe it
It's executions day all over again

Scars on my face I can talk about it
Scars on my face I can talk about it
Yea Scars that won't wash away
Scars that jump around inside your head
Scars that run deeper then blood

Sweat and tears nineteen years of barrying
My fears this time I'm putting it aside
I just want to go back in time be happy
Again four years now it only gets worse

Man the scars that I live with
On my dome n on my soul
N this hate I carry in my heart
I'll never let it go I learned too
Many lessons as a fucking adolescent
To turn a blind eye on the prying eye

Of the demons always in my presence
So I stay a step ahead, to keep myself
From stressing keep my mouth shut
N eyes open n stay smithy with my wesson
Familiar with aggression n only trusting the ones
I know Skipping all that tessin cuz gladiators
Live by the code

But the codes something I forgot
Certain times of my life that's
Why I'm sittin on probation n
The ptsd in my mind got me
Wishin sometimes I could change the
Station got me diggin for something
Deeper In my mind like I'm angry
No porn, masturbation reminding
About the times in life when the cuts was
Fly but bank account was vacant

Now desire for success in this rap game
But got me feeling so god damn impatient
Like I'm trynna catch something
That ain't even worthy chasin In a race
That ain't worth racin but I was put through
These Battles for a purpose n this I know cuz
I'm a battletorn warrior who's thrivin by
His code

Scars on my face I can talk about it
Scars on my face I can talk about it
Yea Scars that won't wash away
Scars that jump around inside your head