Hey peeps, tell me what you think about my rap it's called life btw everything in here is really about me except i don't sip hennessy but tell me what you think Really aint getting much sleep at night i can tell you why but you don’t want a sip of it
People told me my life was worry free, better best believe i got plenty of worries
The guilt keep killing me i don’t really know how to take it, all i ever do is sip this hennessy
Tons of people know me but they don’t know me well enough
They ask hey how you been or how are you oh i’m doing alright
Just thinking about my old life, depression finally killing me, but that’s alright not really worried about that to much
People said i would always mess up but now they say i’m doing fine why did i have to get caught up
My mom say she love me if she did why she steady doing drugs, smoking kush, popping pills, doing her, forget about us, it’s alright, but i’m glad we passed that
There’s more to my life but mess ups, i enjoy the good times, try and forget about the bad times but those the one’s stay in my mind they gonna scar me for life
It seems all the good times fade away but all the bad one’s gotta stay
It’s pitiful, i’m really starting to feel it tho, i don’t think i can hang in much longer, i’m beginning to wanna give up
People always talk down to me, say i’m nothing, but it’s ok i’ll put my fake face on and pretended now, i’ll laugh so i don’t let you down and forget about it,
People say that’s i’m ok, there’s nothing wrong, people got bigger problems but your feeling sorry for yourself
Here’s what i gotta “i’m done with playing games, i feel sorry no one, especially not myself whoever told you that lied to ya i got bigger problems but just don’t talk about em because that’s the very reason i don’t need no one to feel sorry for me”
My demons getting loose from the chains, i don’t think i could tame there misbehavior
I struggle again again, all over again, i hope my story can come to an end, i hope i can go to sleep with a clear conscience
I got ton of people to impress, steady pushing me to my best, but they never give me relief from my stress
They need to stop and look at the bigger picture, they need to ask how i feel before they overdo it, one day you gonna say hey, no response, still response then a few days later you will see me on the news “young girl the age of 13 killed herself” her family say “the signs of depression were always there but we never really knew she would do that” but that i know ain't true because i would never take my life behind some B. S it ain't worth putting myself to sleep for a lifetime
Life on the Edge for me still sipping hennessy, smoking all this weed, i’m losing friends slowly,
Ion even think they know how i feel, i don’t express how i feel only through music cause they know it’s real, what’s the point of rapping cuz all i do is vent, well that’s just me expressing how I feel