journal

Lost myself So I'm here once again Seen what's real now I got two friends My twin wit a girl who like toxic shit Stresses me out just to hear em bitch Do I needa fight? Need some drama add spice Do I need a hoe Or should I search for my wife I'm only in my teens But I feel so grown Maybe that's what happens When you make yourself alone I got some problem with attachment Blew any chance i could have with a bad bitch Blew all the dope All the smoke Straight to my brain On a rope Straight to the grain My mouth like a uzi No it do not bullshit My mouth like a uzi It got a full clip My bitch got a card She get her own weed Went straight to the stars When I'm on my knees I'm a little broke right now Only got two or three thou I remember when I had one cent In my fuckin bank account What do they need me for? Why I gotta live anymore