Vent
Living never seems to get easier
Practice makes perfect
I m not trying to hear that
Feeling depressed has never been easier
I am befuddled
My pain is so loud
But it's subtle
Like heaven
It's on earth
Flip my name its earth without the h
I never caught the h
Am I going to h
Because I lost my faith
It's gotten to the point where I can't feel my heart ache
Lil homie are you straight
I said yeah
But you couldn't tell I had scoliosis
My eyes are barely open
My want to go to sleep
These are the cards I was delt
I swear I never chose it
Why was chosen
I made a choice
You only have sex with the women you love
Or thought you did
You would never want to foster a kid
Running through the city with my bros
Running through the city with my bro
He messed me up
What is loyalty
You a king you think you royalty
My parents never spoiled me
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