Depressed Steppa

I just pray for my soul thru the night
Cause I know that my demons stay Calling me
Contemplating with this gun in my Hand deep depression
It's living Inside of me
It get hard peace from a lonely soul
I been thuggin so long took the best of Me
I'm just writing my feelings on paper
But I really need to go take some Therapy
And I understand if you cannot love Me
Cause many days I cannot love Myself
Please tell him don't give me the pills
Cause I can't promise that I'm coming back

I always wonder If I blow out my Mind would you miss me then
Or maybe just leave my daddy or just Die in the bed like my cousin
These my thoughts in the bed while I Slumber
Like a curse I'm just hoping on day it Ends
PTSD I'm tripping can't take no mo
You ever wanted to die when you on The road
I keep getting a feeling I cut it close
Moma say that you good but I'm Really not
I could get all the riches and be dead Inside
Take a look at my life thru a movie Screen
But these memories always Distorted
Mental health guess that shit not Important
Trillion thoughts into one help me Understand
17 in my headphones damn not agian
I just pray I part the sea like I'm Mosses
Never backstab my brother like Cain And Abel
But im looking for love like Adam And Eve
She said it best that you stay can you please not leave
I got demons surrounding my body
But angels they trailing my every Move
I feel empty inside just to sum it up
I could have anything just want my Brothers home
If you feeling alone you can call my Phone
Allegations are rumor and lies
Rainy days gotta sit down and cry
I lost one when he took off on 12
Keeso move like the navy got jammed up
Dae dae overdose on the pills tryna Leave his body
My youngin kill cause he love me I Ain't say to do it
I'm just coping with pain tryna start a Movement
And I know in the night it get lonely why this gun at my head let me focus
Paint the picture like Picasso was in The room
Spit my pain on the mic just explain My life
Daddy left at 11 left adolescence boy
Play with guns not a killer don't test your luck
Mixed emotions with bottles as I fill the cup
I was battling reapers on a day to day
Woke up hating to breathe but I'm just pushing thru it
Roku on the tv when I watch a movie
Told me a sorry love story not Cinderella
I don't have many friends they not checking in
I won't check in yo city I brought the gang
Is the money and fame worth a Lonely life
Let me off of the string please don't Hold me down
I was wishing you loved me but that was in the past
Told her this the last time she must Think im playing
See the vision and flipped i can't Maintain it
Very lonely on my chain and my soul
I live in this young sinners paradise
But I was told that in this life it get Treacherous
Had a talk with some friends they Said I'm heaven sent
No I Don't smoke weed but I bet that Yo friend can become a pack
Really thought she was for had me Had to give her back
I'm just missing my idols like trippie Red
Got the drugs not prescribed a street pharmacist
She Say I'm stuck in my way filled with arrogance
I can't pick up the phone they like Using me
In the kitchen like he got the recipes
Why these thoughts in my head get The best of me
Can't control it just play it like Jeopardy
Get the feeling you miss me go play my song
I could tell you I love you will you say it back
Hate the fact that I love you but it's More than that
Hate the fact that I need you and it's killing me
Deep depression consumes and Devours me
Yeah for real and real shit like bruh
Sometimes this shot hit like a long lost love letter
You feel me I miss my niggas that's all I can really say
I been stepping on these niggas just Depressed as fuck
And nobody really understands that Shit
But you can't really feel that pain Until you go through something like That
So I cant tell you I understand and I Don't know you and you don't know Me
So I guess it I mean is what it is
That's that Depressed steppa shit
And we gon keep stepping on they Neck with this one
Yeah it my time bruh