The Weak Me

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I've had enough its over yet I can't give up
Every other bad corner I just wanna say stuff
Just wanna swear just wanna bad curse
Its never been me sometimes I don't care who I hurt
I'm about to explode my bubbles just burst
Frustration in the highest I'm attackin me first

Try to pick up the bible I put it back down
Can't even done scripture recital my heads spinning round
I'm like the Aaliyah situation stubborn and grounded
Bout to self-destruct leaving others dumbfounded

Every day I resume my alligator ways
Snapping at everyone I see throwing advice my way
Already formed I'm no longer clay
But to every man and child there comes the day

I'm like hey I'm a good guy I can achieve a lot
Yet I apply for jobs peeps like so what?
You got on lock attitude and appearance but you carry round the aura managers have to fear you
Saga continues like an eternal diddy track

Frustrations killin me and situations on my back
22 and the way I'm feeling is not on
Thought I was goin places till I hit rock bottom
Just to make it to bottom I wont kiss bottom
That’s so not on and so on and so forth
This is my time to prove I’m more than idealistic thoughts
prove I'm blood bought not a spiritual failure
Am I what I am or lyrical paraphernalia

The devil tails you with thoughts emotions, feelings
Don't matter if your holy these things send me reeling
Thoughts are mad scheming yet i testify of being strong
Am I really being real or string brethren along
Man I'm so long
My mind is under attack I wanted to be real but I keep falling off track
Just starting to crack I can't even look in the mirror
I smashed my reflection and cried the river
Flowed emotions for you to sea
Trying times in my life
People I present the weak me

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