Bad Me
I need time, I need some two cents
All of these feeling are dangerous
I really should forget what my name is
So I can rebuild my patience with this shit
I'm tired of being a misfit
You're speaking a language I recognize
But I'm hearing your words twist, I'm out of it
My brain shattered my demeanor
It's nearing time for a clean up
You don't wanna be stuck in my mind
'Cause half the time, what I say, I don't mean it
The other half, I feel like putting a bullet through eyes I see with
That's putting it lightly, that's a good line, it's about time, shit
About time, good line, yeah, yeah
It's about time I acknowledge it, and growing up I wasn't proud of it
I was the kid whose life's a mess
Have you no sense, I'm senseless, and I know it
And I've got all these scars to show it
People who hatin' like they know me, know I got ruthless homies
Some say I shouldn't air my shit in music
But, that's the only way I keep from abusing myself
Back then, I was losing myself
Back when I was drowning in shelved liquor
Numbing my pain, using my fingers, pulling the trigger
Yeah, drain cap up
Water go down, then I lap up
Already filling the sack up
You know I'm mad tucked, yeah
I won't be showing my ass up
All of them fixing to back up when I make it
'Cause sad me doesn't hold nothing to bad me
Some of you, I see in passing
When I get up, you'll be crashing
Like the waves, yeah
And, I'll be waving
All of these feeling are dangerous
I really should forget what my name is
So I can rebuild my patience with this shit
I'm tired of being a misfit
You're speaking a language I recognize
But I'm hearing your words twist, I'm out of it
My brain shattered my demeanor
It's nearing time for a clean up
You don't wanna be stuck in my mind
'Cause half the time, what I say, I don't mean it
The other half, I feel like putting a bullet through eyes I see with
That's putting it lightly, that's a good line, it's about time, shit
About time, good line, yeah, yeah
It's about time I acknowledge it, and growing up I wasn't proud of it
I was the kid whose life's a mess
Have you no sense, I'm senseless, and I know it
And I've got all these scars to show it
People who hatin' like they know me, know I got ruthless homies
Some say I shouldn't air my shit in music
But, that's the only way I keep from abusing myself
Back then, I was losing myself
Back when I was drowning in shelved liquor
Numbing my pain, using my fingers, pulling the trigger
Yeah, drain cap up
Water go down, then I lap up
Already filling the sack up
You know I'm mad tucked, yeah
I won't be showing my ass up
All of them fixing to back up when I make it
'Cause sad me doesn't hold nothing to bad me
Some of you, I see in passing
When I get up, you'll be crashing
Like the waves, yeah
And, I'll be waving
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Writer(s): Alyssa Richardson
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