Moody

Still still problems to express myself Still still cryin out for help Still lookin for who I can really trust But everyone left in the dust Just tryin to protect But they don’t know the effect They just know my name but not the rest No help for any protest Just life with the facts F*ck stats Hand on my chest When I’m talkin bout brothers hand on my chest Give my words to the set All of you actin like my pats With time it stacks But it goes on and on You don’t even know what I’m really on Where I am from With time everything comes Still still problems to express myself Still still cryin out for help Still lookin for who I can really trust But everyone left in the dust But why you tryna shit chat I see you lakin for respect That why I would still pop out with the tac If I could just push my self from side to side Even tho there is worst insight Can I not just go blind But I can still see my demons In my head I hear them screamin Questioned many times when they were leavin But what was the real reason And I always knew the meanin And that I was never healin I was never healin Livin with that pain for too long Build myself up to be strong Just for another girl to put me back all gone All alone Maybe where I belong Just where I began That's why everyone would get hanged Still still problems to express myself Still still cryin out for help Still lookin for who I can really trust But everyone left in the dust