Comfort Food

Yo so this is my confession Lately I been doing self reflection And I ain't too impressed with What I feel or what's grown into obsession And especially the picture my mirror lately been projecting uh Yea hips a lil' wider clothes fitting tighter And always feeling tired and never feel inspired And I make plans to change but call myself a liar and lately I just seem to always Major in the minor But at the root I'm just a half step down, 3rd times the charm And I ain't perfect plead the fifth I don't mean no harm This feeling strong tied to a set response But when I'm feeling high or low I be responding wrong Cookie Pies Burger Fries Pizza with Doritos soda on the side Ramen noodles chicken wings Tell me why I run to food for comfort what I'm trying to hide inside Comfort food yea this my comfort food I hate the way I feel so I feed the blues Comfort food yea this my comfort food Whether happy or I'm sad It's what I'm accustomed too So I gotta question Is this a symptom of depression What if my happiness and blessing Steers my emotional direction If what I eat for breakfast Is like them good morning text if When I'm stressing or feeling less than That ranch dressing covers all my messes Feel like I'm in my first trimester with my belly stretching I try and fight it go on a diet but only make small adjustments Food the culprit, I'm the suspect These feelings going unchecked while I'm standing in the fridge binging after sunset Yea wifey love me but she low key disgusted She cooking healthy but my portions only just get Bigger and bigger my sis in law wondering why my plate overflowing I can feel her judgment She mean well but I should really get in touch with Why this food i a comfort and how much that I trust it I should try and buffet But instead I choose this buffet And kick my feet up and get so comfy All I can say Cookie Pies Burger Fries Pizza with Doritos soda on the side Ramen noodles chicken wings Tell me why I run to food for comfort what I'm trying to hide inside Comfort food yea this my comfort food I hate the way I feel so I feed the blues Comfort food yea this my comfort food Whether happy or I'm sad It's what I'm accustomed too What if I told you That soul food not supposed too Fill a void that's missing But we insist that what's it's gon' do And saying no is rare like talking in a phone booth But whatever it is I go thru I must control what this nose do Wake up and smell but that's exactly what a rose do Outside it's smelling great but can't ignore the thorns that poke you I gotta homie who started to grow his own food But healthy choices for my family is something I really don't do But now I recognize what's pent up inside Is something that's been controlling how I suit and tie I mean I dress for success but underneath it lies Emotional attachments that I so despise So imma roll the dice and avoid being paralyzed By bad decisions let the Holy Spirit guide It ain't a poltergeist but trust me IT is down to ride So imma try and introduce some balance to my life Cookie Pies Burger Fries Pizza with Doritos soda on the side Ramen noodles chicken wings Tell me why I run to food for comfort what I'm trying to hide inside Comfort food yea this my comfort food I hate the way I feel so I feed the blues Comfort food yea this my comfort food Whether happy or I'm sad It's what I'm accustomed too