Trying To Keep My Cool
If I fall down and no one is a witness to the sickness
Did it happen if no one ever listened
And do I need permission
To feel something intensely
Indifferent to the drama
And I get it from my mama
Ain't no need to ever holler
And my daddy was a baller
Turned me into a shot caller
Every time I missed a dollar
I was wearing my shock collar
If I miss her lips I call her
Hoping we can make a daughter
And my family is my honor
You touch them then you're a goner
When I'm trying to keep my cool
I don't want to be a fool
And I don't want to seem fake
Or else they'll burn me at the stake
Forget about what happened
I just need someone who listens
To me gab about my faults and how I want to make a Different ruling
Every body tripping
Healing is so grueling
And they always sipping
On the thing that they be drooling over
And I want to try sewing up myself
I don't know if I can do it I might need a little help with the stitches
The scars are really itching
I just think if I could get it
It would really really really make a difference
When I'm trying to keep my cool
I don't want to be a fool
And I don't want to seem fake
Or else they'll burn me at the stake
Did it happen if no one ever listened
And do I need permission
To feel something intensely
Indifferent to the drama
And I get it from my mama
Ain't no need to ever holler
And my daddy was a baller
Turned me into a shot caller
Every time I missed a dollar
I was wearing my shock collar
If I miss her lips I call her
Hoping we can make a daughter
And my family is my honor
You touch them then you're a goner
When I'm trying to keep my cool
I don't want to be a fool
And I don't want to seem fake
Or else they'll burn me at the stake
Forget about what happened
I just need someone who listens
To me gab about my faults and how I want to make a Different ruling
Every body tripping
Healing is so grueling
And they always sipping
On the thing that they be drooling over
And I want to try sewing up myself
I don't know if I can do it I might need a little help with the stitches
The scars are really itching
I just think if I could get it
It would really really really make a difference
When I'm trying to keep my cool
I don't want to be a fool
And I don't want to seem fake
Or else they'll burn me at the stake
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Writer(s): Kirstie Simon
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