Problem

I got a problem saying no Also got a problem saying f*ck you, nigga Got a problem with how much I been in my phone Still leave people on read when they text me what you up to, nigga I got friends trying to pull me out my home Wish I felt better, I would love to, nigga But black clouds a bitch and half tho Soft boundary, people pleaser That shit will f*ck you up, oooh, nigga I guess I got a problem with my self worth I admit it, for a minute I been wrestling with it That's what happens when you put everyone else first Tendency to just accept the things I'm given Turn around and give what little I have I stretch myself thin so that my people don't feel like me I mean I'm alive, it can't be that bad Never suicidal, but more times I feel I'd rather just not be This too shall pass, this too shall pass They say that in times like these That's true, that's fact Reverend Collins say lean on the one who made us How I'm supposed to put my faith in a God slave owners gave us Matter fact slave owners made us Nevermind that's for another time I know that she means well But that don't help my tired mind Yeah this too shall pass, but I come right back Vicious circle, eyes filling up as I write that Empty vessel, dont got it in me to fight back Chief Keef, that shit, I don't like that Uncomfortable, feeling like I've outgrown it all Feeling chained in, feeling like I might snap I got a problem letting go All my baggage and my trauma yeah I carry that Every time I put it down It end up back in the backpack And honestly I think it's kind of scary that Any day I could explode And bleed on people I love People who ain't leave the scars And I cant have that So I'd rather be left alone Know it ain't the right approach That recluse shit all I know Guess that's my bad