coping

I might tell you what is wrong But I won't expect a fixing Got a lot in my mind Seeing the starts align Right above me it's missing The most beautiful part The most beautiful heart Different pieces of art They got smoked with a cart These emotions are mixing Hey, leave me alone for a second I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him I guess he calls it coping Oh my God, I need you back for a second The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present Don't even know what I should do That ain't the right thing to do But I just call it coping My hands tied but I'm hoping Problems don't go away when I'm smoking I guess it's just myself I'm provoking A little controlling Like a snowball, I'm so cold when I'm rolling And that is Not me but I'll survive Should I call it revive The way I'm ahead of my time The way I speak when I rhyme The way I smoke all of these bitches to way back to the line Yes, I'm okay But that is needless to say Cause If you say I can't do something I'll do it anyway Any day, do you remember the way I used to play So don't be messing with the coach my nigga there's no replay I'll replace my biggest fear and I will not leave a trace In this race there is no coming back so keep up the pace In my face, there is no sweating down that falls without grace I embrace, my biggest talent while I make up a phase Hey, leave me alone for a second I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him I guess he calls it coping Oh my God, I need you back for a second The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present Don't even know what I should do That ain't the right thing to do But I just call it coping Biggest demons are calling But tell me what's the point if I go back to the vice If I say I won't do it again then I do it twice The way I messing with my feelings like I'm rolling the dice, very nice But not so nice when I see that I'm alone while dealing with it I see my past my cousin asks why the f*ck did I went and did it He has told me before that it's myself who I'm choking I tell him that's how I'm coping Hey, leave me alone for a second I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him I guess he calls it coping Oh my God, I need you back for a second The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present Don't even know what I should do That ain't the right thing to do But I just call it coping