SweetLikeSugar

Wake up exhausted My bed feel like coffin At times I just sink To the bottom Its better To not see The depths of my ideas I destined to block them They best me in boxes My room feeling toxic at times Cuz my mind wanders off it Try to be cozy and calm Thats the motivation And time moving Regardless God shoo me To sides of my life I aint wanted No comment Sweet like sugar this a neat life Sweet like sugar this a neat life Sweet like sugar this a neat life Sweet like sugar yes sir Sweet like sugar this a neat life She be my sugar yessir She be my sugar know we be right Yea We be right