Trauma

I think that i found my way
But i feel like i might stray from the path
Why do I i feel like a slave
Shouldn't be lazy but still ima sit on my ass
Still love women that i knew in the past
Always failing coz I'm moving too fast
Shawty leaving coz I'm chasing the bag
Flex on her ig, the only on tagged
Still I play the game tho, i feel like Rambo
When i shoot my shot and almost miss i change the angle
Always try protect her that's my baby that's my angel
And you can't go
But If i leave you won't be the same
I hope you feel the pain
I hope you think of all the happy moments when you hear my name
I Hope you don't look up to Prince and start drinking that purple rain
Won't you say my name

Trauma
Changed up my ways and now I'm caught up
Stuck Between a rock and hard place
You and my daughter
Never thought i could've said that shit and been a father
Dear father

We both traumatized
Told the truth but we both heard the lies
Know that we both felt the love but can't seem to get over pride
And all the work we put wasn't enough we needed overtime
We needed overtime
Your heart in a bag you can't get it back I'm not coming back
Running away from all the mistakes i made in the past
I wanna move away and start a life where nobody knows me
Second chance is what you call, i call it concluding
Story of El Chapo might be over now
I'm still chasing love it's just that i keep my composure now
Moved on from the past so I don't need to look for closure now
It's over now

I played myself
I may need help
This just a note to self
And it's the way i felt