Is it kind of selfish… to reveal all your senses.
Am I gaining by explaining my pain; I feel helpless.
“Excuse me Miss…” I really must admit.
If we don’t know where we’re going; then I don’t know where we’ll get.
No please don’t walk away.
Could you spare a moment of your time?
To listen to the message I’m condoning in my rhymes?
Thank you, hear me out…
I feel a little left behind…
All the good and the bad that remains in my mind.
Loving and kindness, Or numb and blinded
Lost; searching for the answers And I can’t seem to find it.
Questing for the questions
Scarred by the lessons.
Sometimes I feel like Ive been branded as a lessor.
Whats behind my back? Is it a team or a dagger?
Define what I mean to you. Do I even fuckin’ matter?
It must be dead serious; I tried to take my life.
The saviour of my soul; was the dullness of the knife.
I’m the type of person to take care of my crew
This message ain’t for anyone; Especially not for you…
Just Consider it an abstract ;From a soul who needs to backtrack
I’ll be around…
And around we go faster…
This ride that we takin’ makin’ me sick to my stomach
No Pain No Gain. So I continue on walking….
Walk with the soldier let me take your hand
I aint mad, I just want you to understand.
I WANT this Life.
I want to always have your back.