I Don't Know Why I Wrote This Song

I don't know why I wrote this verse Maybe I'm sad or something Maybe this is me Finally thinking that I need an outlet or Some therapy or something But this pen and paper free though But not royalty Forgot it comes with a fee though Something to be said About a K1NG with a team though Even more when every time He tries to elevate them all They just up and flee though Never once did he fleece those That asked for his assistance a Little But Bo peeped that they were Sheep, though Dad called weekly To tell me to vet the People I called close 'Cause everybody can't go with me I listened but What that get me besides a reset Creativity's draining And the water's in recess Trying to stay sharp every month To avoid regress but I would rather dead it If I feel it isn't the best so I don't know why I wrote this verse So many other things to assess I'm listening to my wife Laugh and joke with her Mother Meanwhile my Mama think I'm a hellspawn at best No such thing as normal convos, They just end in her screaming At me to come home more Or being passive aggressive To make me change my tone or Bringing up some time that I messed up, and wondering Why the hell I don't phone more Holding on to grudges I don't quite have the time for People dropping dead and yet We mad again, what for My homie Brian lost his Ma So did KnightWolfe and Charm But for some reason Everything I do for mine is wrong Maybe it's 'cause I dropped out And never finished school Maybe it's because i love to rap And she don't think it's cool Maybe it's because When family asks what I do She ain't been able to say proudly What her K1NG has grown into I don't know why I wrote this verse I relate to all the stories That Joe Budden been through Crazy when you hear The trials and tribulations and Decisions he had to make but Can't relate to his breakthrough How many times I gotta reset And do a take two How many take twos you get Before you end it all How many times you end it Before starting anew What kind of hellish test Am I putting my psyche through How many times I gotta Redefine my circle huh How many nights I'm disappointed Cause they sensitive How many times I gotta Learn to get thicker skin How many people around me I got that are depending On me to make it Sounds like flattery the way They praise me, but Once I can't create they get away from me I understand there's purpose in the journey But I hate to see the Other side of me growing impatient From waiting to make it (Wait) this verse I dunno why I wrote (Hey) Maybe I'm hoping money can fix it (Yay) As soon as I Got an idea to get it (Aye) And I do But the stages are currently In its infancy And I know money can't fix everything But the way I see it, it might Because it has the ability To ease my life and Reassure my wife That everything gon' turn out alright And et my parents know they good And taken care of for life And then my friends that's still here That come along for the ride They get to say "I knew LJ Before all the hype Before he worked for seven years Just to pop overnight" It sounds nice to me, don't it But right now it's like / Almost three in the morning But I'm up and still going/ And God's got it through it all So I'mma still go in / I know you heard this part before But I'mma say it again / You don't know what to expect do you Just expect nothing less than the best When I drop projects, EPs, loose raps, Twitch streams, podcasts, all that...