I think about life as a child, I'm finding it wild, I ain't smiled in a long time
Closing my eyes, running through skies, going way back to the old times
I think of them days where I was up late, traumatic days replay in my brain
Got nothing to say, yet nothing to gain, so I ain't gon' do nothing, remain the same, yeah
I lost Amara to an accident, that ain't supposed to happen
Life gone in a flashing minute from a man driving while he drunk and napping
Now I'm caught up all in this fucking rapping to express the pain that I'm overlapping
With a drum break and a sample louder then my heart, so I don't have to hear it pounding, yeah
I'm here to confess, things are holding me back from me being my best
My brain is a mess, my image tarnished, and I hate myself from the moment I dress
I'm feeling like less, lying in bed all alone, is the times where I'm feeling my best
This pain in my chest, echoes harder than the sound of these drums man I'm needing some rest
Yeah, true that, true that, they ain't really knew that, knew that
Find it hard to believe when they say that, they've been through that, through that
And times have changed and after my paradise, soaring to many heights
Confession two, I skipped the first, for all of the times that I cried, discretion advised, yeah
