Problem is Me
Yo what the fuck is money man
It's like death, crotches and pockets are always hungry
And life is full of broken bones and broken hearts
But man these broken homes
It's fucked what that dark shit will do to ya
And not everybody gets to find their own astra lumina en la musica
Not everybody crawls out the feces
With a new lease on life praying to Jesus
Fully healed, holding their broken pieces
Turning over a new leaf in their thesis
Totally untouched by diseases
Some of us slip through the cracks and the creases
And we make our lives down here
In the heart of darkness where the beast is
And I don't know what I'm suppose to do now
Somehow, the problem is me
And everywhere that I try to move now
Somehow, there's no one else I can be
Yo, I wasn't born this way
I was born in the doorway
When mom grabbed the ashtray
Bashed me and screamed at me to amscray
I was eight years old bro, it was my birthday
Call me whatever you want to you can't hurt me
I got a secret power
I'm a live however I want and leave early
grab that golden ticket, pray to god
And hit the pearly gates
So fuck the haters
You can call it HIV and overdose
But I call it laters
And I'ma skate on the way you made me
The way babysitters and relatives raped me
Yeah, I tried my best
Except for heroin and meth
Don't act like you never heard of it
Some people catch the worst in this life
And turn out worse for it
And I don't know what I'm suppose to do now
Somehow, the problem is me
And everywhere that I try to move now
Somehow, there's no one else I can be
It's like death, crotches and pockets are always hungry
And life is full of broken bones and broken hearts
But man these broken homes
It's fucked what that dark shit will do to ya
And not everybody gets to find their own astra lumina en la musica
Not everybody crawls out the feces
With a new lease on life praying to Jesus
Fully healed, holding their broken pieces
Turning over a new leaf in their thesis
Totally untouched by diseases
Some of us slip through the cracks and the creases
And we make our lives down here
In the heart of darkness where the beast is
And I don't know what I'm suppose to do now
Somehow, the problem is me
And everywhere that I try to move now
Somehow, there's no one else I can be
Yo, I wasn't born this way
I was born in the doorway
When mom grabbed the ashtray
Bashed me and screamed at me to amscray
I was eight years old bro, it was my birthday
Call me whatever you want to you can't hurt me
I got a secret power
I'm a live however I want and leave early
grab that golden ticket, pray to god
And hit the pearly gates
So fuck the haters
You can call it HIV and overdose
But I call it laters
And I'ma skate on the way you made me
The way babysitters and relatives raped me
Yeah, I tried my best
Except for heroin and meth
Don't act like you never heard of it
Some people catch the worst in this life
And turn out worse for it
And I don't know what I'm suppose to do now
Somehow, the problem is me
And everywhere that I try to move now
Somehow, there's no one else I can be
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Writer(s): Leon Mcconnell
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