Convo With a Loved One

I think its funny how these other niggas think im dummy Just tryna see who the fucl really gonna love me Made it far with my team Me myself and I Spent many days and nights Spent a lot of time Just sit down and go write Melodies up in head And rhymes written on napkins With sharpie or a fuckin ink pin I let the demons in Ive embodied soul Now its time to show who I really am Made it all alone Now I sit here all alone With all the songs I wrote Showing down all my songs in your fuckin throat Tryna be the best But we see I aint best Tryna be better But we all know that im still a kid