Deadlift

Look at how Life been going Tryna stay strong but the Hurricane strong Too So I ain’t gone hold you Crying more tears than I Think that I’m supposed To Losing more Sleep then hm supposed To Skipping more Meals than I’m supposed To Tryna hit the gym Like I’m supposed to As I Dead lift all this weight My hands feel like they are Slipping Cuz some Days I’m cool I’m straight But then sometimes I feel Different I don’t get sleep so flows never get tired Punching time-sheets and trying not to get fired Scars on my sleeve I mask it with a smile I’m Planning out all my weeks but weakened by the cycle Late evenings when I write songs Ideas like light bulbs, day job keep the lights on The blues started back in high school Some things never really change despite wherever Life goes I’m still Writing poetry about Depression in my iPhone But I’m cooler than I Ever been, ice cold While I’m ensuring what the Message is Geiko And the real ones Get it even with eyes closed Chasing plan A while I’m Ignoring all the side goals Now I’m finally warming up the Gift that I applied cold Used to drink a Sip before my nights closed Waking up from night Mares bout what life could be Like I was looking in the Mirror with my eyes closed Took a peak at my Potential turned the pipes on Pen these flows like flowing Water til my minds calm Cuz otherwise I tend to Get a little high strung They ask me how I’m doin I’m Alright bruh 
 Look at how Life been going Tryna stay strong but the Hurricane strong Too So I ain’t gone hold you Crying more tears than I Think that I’m supposed To Losing more Sleep then hm supposed To Skipping more Meals than I’m supposed To Tryna hit the gym Like I’m supposed to As I Dead lift all this weight My hands feel like they are Slipping Cuz some Days I’m cool I’m straight But then sometimes I feel Different