2am thoughts

And I just sit up and think Why my life gotta be so incomplete Being happy's really no easy feat Home to home was close to livin on streets Life I never chose but maybe I did Fucked up mental man since I was a kid Can't fight this feeling man whatever I did Please god just help me I'm so over this shit F*ck And I just be up front Too many trees in this little blunt Could plant a seed if you really want The memories you be keepin up On the homies half of y'all don't even know me Way too phony in this mothafucka I don't even f*ck with hoes in this mothafucka Y'all too busy gettin close to a mothafucka And I just sit up and think Why my life gotta be so incomplete Being happy's really no easy feat Home to home was close to livin on streets Life I never chose but maybe I did Fucked up mental man since I was a kid Can't fight this feeling man whatever I did Please god just help me I'm so over this shit