better with time
See my face, you see my mom in my eyes
Look away, see my aunt in the sky
I've been away from the depths of reality and feel a lil ostracized, I can't lie
All the time, think about my demise and the time that I spent being shy
I'm not high off life, been fried
I'm all bark, no bite, been lied
To the people, if I'm being honest
I'm not a fucking scholar, I did a month of college
Dropped out, now the angst of being like my father hit me hardest than ever
But it's bigger problems, like the thought of tethered to this shit
They think I'm talking 'bout depression, man
I'm talking 'bout my wits
I done tricked myself into thinking
I done lent myself, now I'm shrinking
I done bent myself pass it's limit
All that's left is silly lil nigga
Been addicted to the lustful things and can't ink it
But in trustful way, I've been linking
With my demons, head on, head on
Leave me concussed, dead wrong, dead wrong
It certain times, thought I was better dead off
But I talked off myself off that ledge, dawg
Priorities, better health, like meds, brawl
Tryna make some of myself in the end
I just made a new song about my friends
It's certain things that we've seen, we can't pretend
And I ain't saying I had the worst
And I ain't saying I'm the most hurt
But I know I don't feel right, I hope it gets better with time
Look away, see my aunt in the sky
I've been away from the depths of reality and feel a lil ostracized, I can't lie
All the time, think about my demise and the time that I spent being shy
I'm not high off life, been fried
I'm all bark, no bite, been lied
To the people, if I'm being honest
I'm not a fucking scholar, I did a month of college
Dropped out, now the angst of being like my father hit me hardest than ever
But it's bigger problems, like the thought of tethered to this shit
They think I'm talking 'bout depression, man
I'm talking 'bout my wits
I done tricked myself into thinking
I done lent myself, now I'm shrinking
I done bent myself pass it's limit
All that's left is silly lil nigga
Been addicted to the lustful things and can't ink it
But in trustful way, I've been linking
With my demons, head on, head on
Leave me concussed, dead wrong, dead wrong
It certain times, thought I was better dead off
But I talked off myself off that ledge, dawg
Priorities, better health, like meds, brawl
Tryna make some of myself in the end
I just made a new song about my friends
It's certain things that we've seen, we can't pretend
And I ain't saying I had the worst
And I ain't saying I'm the most hurt
But I know I don't feel right, I hope it gets better with time
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Writer(s): Umar Ramadan
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