Second Voicemail

Yeah, better part two but this time I'm really fine Used to rap about that deep dark hole of mine That I made it out of, thank God that I didn't stay He knows that I'm impatient so I'm prone to complain You make it better, ha, now that's really funny Life's been better ever since you done departed from me Yeah, the music better, I'm losing the pressure this can't be real I ain't felt this way in months Maybe a couple years, a couple tears A couple empty letters wrote A couple arguing at night, a couple hearts broke A couple secrets that they kept, a couple empty promises You ain't never understand the pain until you go through this The empty voice that you both steady tryna fill The unrealistic love you both really wanna feel All them long nights overthinking got you here This the same pain that make the same person kill The same person that done took so long to heal Now he back in the mix of this pain mill Now he turning in the life of this pain wheel Man, this get treacherous Yeah, I been stuck in my mind for like three days Cause I been picking my thoughts I been looking at the world and all the stuff I lost I either forgive or forget and I move on This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone Yeah, I don't love to involve myself within beef But since you here, I might as well put some things to sleep Heard a little lamb was talking to someone about me Should've sat and played your role, you should've been a sheep Thought you was better, I thought you put it all to rest You really thought that I was moved by all those empty threats If we being honest, we both know that you still obsessed Wear my shoes cause it's time to stomp out all the pests And to the spy that you sent to my job that was on a chase If he was a real man, then he would've said it to my face Telling people how I did you wrong and how I was fake But I'd be wrong if I exposed you for the people that you take advantage of Well, I ain't, well, honestly, it all depends If you stay focused on your meds I'll focus on my pen And you understand you'll never fit inside this world I'm in This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone