MAGNETS/EYES ARE

I don't know what the fuck they problem is
But it's honestly best they keep me out of it
Cause I'm unfit
Phych I just don't give a fuck (lies)
Weird niggas just need to go and give it up (come on dawg)
I ain't no fucking empath (cap)
Save it for those fucking pink hats
I stream laps all around their fucking clean raps
NO NO NO NIGGA I'M NOT LETTING YOU GET THAT SHIT OFF HERE
You need to go talk to a fucking therapist

Domestic issues
Cardiac was broken into
Due to misuse
Access was easy with you
Many tissues
All alone
Nobody gets you
Guard up
Zero chances to ever trick you
You call it hyper aware
Clinically it's depression
Hand hovers on E
Lifting with every session
Lifting every weapon
Projecting false protection
Steady working, recording
The pen is heavy stressing
You penning every lesson
Everything you ever learned
And still missing the message
Pain it seems is all you've earned
Relax, it's never urgent
Got time, you're not a burden
I promise my boy you worth it
In time, you'll know for certain

Projection
For your protection
You can hide in shame
But where will you run

Projection
For your protection
You can hide in shame
But where will you run

Projection
For your protection
You can hide in shame
But where will you run

Projection
For your protection
You can hide in shame
But where will you run



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Biggs
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