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Just to get through it we use any means
Some my friends turned to fiends
So compulsive they relapse when they balance leans
Glued to the screen
In the morning the first thing that most people see
Someone that doing much better but they only post the best things
Still you comparing, you crying, you drop to your knees, you re-up on some weed
And you thinking how you would be free if you had dollar bills, different green
Funny to me cuz that paper ain't shit it won't make you happy
Kinda ironic cuz drugs, the smoke shop is where you waste your cheese
In moderation the shit ain't that serious
As a teen you were so curious
Couple years pass now shit with or without you delirious
Fading the pain when it come back you kill it that was your experience
Better than facing your dad when he drunk how his hands be so furious
Hideous, how some of us really feel
Tired of feeling we stuff it all down hide it from one another and ourselves with pills
Stop the drug deal we must figure out what the fuck's up with our deal
Easy to peel but its truly a feat when you trying to heal

Man I just can't do it
Man I'm out here doing me everyday
Just tryna be me just tryna be myself
Be free at peace but
Its just so hard
Niggas all hate its in they blood
When I try I get laughed at
Like why you gotta build yourself by tearing me down
Leave me on the damn floor
And when I get up they start laughing like this shit funny
I just don't get it
How I'm supposed to live with a nigga in my ear
I just wanna win
How you do this shit
How you do this

My name is Aidan remember that right
Why the fuck would I care about spectating niggas its me vs me in this fight
Nonchalant niggas act tough around suffering make it seem light
We all heard stories of boxers who made pride see stars in the sky
Don't undermine what some people are dealing with
Never say sorry for feeling sis
Fuck what they say all these niggas are stricken with ignorance
Why you think most alone and they end up with ghosts as they friend
No I won't make amends cuz I'm tired of people apologizing
Reasons why I never spoke 'stead I wrote with my pen
I let her cry in my arms cuz its not a crime to be human
Said that your better alone and you don't plan to drop your defense
You're not fine but you pretend
Now everything, everything, everything too much
Oh here we go again shawty oh its back to the drugs
Back to that nigga you fucking you both know its not really love
Back to the parties where you had a good time but weren't conscious of
Back to the dirt, its back to the mud
Its back to the slums