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Skip button I don't feel nothing this place really numbing failure
I can't stomach
Invite me out I'm not coming I'm real or nothin'
I got the blood pumping it's all or nothing
I bodied the mind embody the spirit embody the soul empower the women
Nobody can buy me you hear it is by me a hobby
That got me ahead of my timing this thirty to ninety this is never stop trying
Every day you're closer to dying I promise unlike tomorrow
That's why my heart cold our time is borrowed
I'm in a rabbit hole and that shit just spiraled

Face facts the world is going to shit I'm packing my shit
I'm catching a plane and sitting in the back of that bitch
Cause the front is most expensive
I hate white shit I want her tinted curly hair with a kitchen
I got to where I like how to pick 'em like a stack of singles
You just gone throw it all away
Well if she naked and has dimples shawty coming with me
Please don't make the common mistake to think
That I ain't vocal about my mishaps and mistakes
I juggle with space and place to replace a troubling
Thought I still struggle today
But I'm coming back ten times stronger
I gotta to warn you bitch
I'm the closet connect to a touched spirit in a body former
Schizophrenia can't make a friend of ya turn into a enemy
If any of me think the worlds out to get to her
Unfamiliar with faces and places and days days are dateless
I leave others touched with patience and with some I'm peculiar
I don't like to assume it could kill ya
And I don't need reflection to use a mirror that's how we differ
I see the bigger pictures where depression could get ya buried
A nigga not too long ago buried my soul
Buried my ambition until I married a girl woman by my side
I give you the world why you come find me and wanted to care
Why you look up at me and say hope is there there there
I guess I'm just scarred from life but not for life
Healing involved in the gases of balls lighting up the skies at night
Never did I do pipe never did snorted lines aight
Never say never cause never is correct in this life

Skip button I don't feel nothing
This place is really numbing the failure I can't stomach
Invite me out I'm not coming I'm real or nothin
I got blood pumping it all or it's nothing



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Writer(s): Tanasha Monrel
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