Lost

Hacking off the fat I'm sick of having And laughing off the backstabbing Till I'm asthmatic Backing off the packs I'm sick from hacking My smile is cracked And I'm asthmatic Stained my fabric And lost it's magic Nowadays all it does it stop the panic That's not how I planned it Everything ain't panning out Well ran outside to go stand in Rain to calm my brain down And watch it drain down the drain To stop the scramble I'm too much to handle Mom can give you examples Even in shambles I will chop samples up With no scalpel More likely pads and stuff It gets rough sometimes Just be alright with that Because the lucky times Are gonna be right back Don't give a f*ck who lies And know you on the right track If you give up your mind What you got left Just a fucking life sack That's worth nothing guy So keep plugging In time you're gonna get your light back Yeah I like that Beat up the odds Neat brought the odds Up a hill till you couldn't see It P running no recharge You deleted your quads Life two feet never needed a squad Sounds right to me Life never gave me a reason to even jog Right man leave we steaming and moving on Moving on yes Next chapter for me I guess Looking back well I just couldn't clean the mess You left stressed I'd imagine but I never knew what happened fully You hid it from me Then you dipped So it's road to recovery The road's slick And I'm sinking in The butter sometimes We're both sick And you think that's another lie But don't trip We'd be together in another life With bows and ribbons No hoes and chickens Sucking on mine Or yours for that matter Always believe the chatter first And I'm supposed to believe your worst lies It hurts when your eyes say One thing that your mouth doesn't It hurts that I can't leave the bed To piss without judgement But f*ck it I guess I'm cursed to be a wild Loud mouth mother fucker amounting to nothing