Seen (feat. 24.)

I been fighting real reflection Trouble masking it but thank you for checking Don't mind the coughing it's just some slight congestion I been off guessing dodging these reverends, and telling my family that I ain't having a second I'm facing it all Back to applying another dressing Gotta get back to hit these projections My back against wall collecting more trauma and drawls rejecting My mental in chalk caressing these thoughts through therapist sessions If this the price of greatness I then over paid it If another crowns my haven I been over stayed it Hiding from attachment shit my spirits waning and blinking and shrinking while blanking I'm on a quarter tank'n What kinda model is that Follow in steps to sorrow with a hand in the sack Nigga nowhere in the motto does it say to unpack I'm stuffing hollows in a bottle think it's realer than rap By now Trying to get this message further than the south Trying to grind the problems hoping that my answers in a cloud Trying focus harder nothings coming out Trying trust the journey rather than the bitches and amount But on some lately shit I been feeling like f*ck it Above it, on some faded shit Far in tune with the substance I'm thuggin through pain and shit Never thought that I'd see rain like this Five fifty five as I drive along with shame like this I seen you with my own eyes crystal tears from my own eyes trying to catch a grip Floating through the high tides You tell me I should see it tell me can I see it at all Can I see you