I need to get real on some shit that is deep,
Kinda stuff that haunts me until I’m unable to sleep.
Festering thoughts of torment raging war inside my brain,
Had me questioning all reality like I’ve gone insane.
Always beating myself up for all the times I was weak,
Doing stupid shit has got my shame at a new peak.
Always in need of a pretty mask to hide the damage,
Fuck, I’m getting tired of lugging around all this baggage.
Thoughts always contemplating how I’d commit suicide,
Until my son asked me what it’s gonna be like when I died.
I knew then I needed to do right by my little man,
Because at the end of it all, he’s my biggest fan.
I gotta teach my babies that even when life gets tough,
all we have is each other, and that’s more than enough.
Stop being so hung up on the loss of my childhood,
And provide a better life for my children, I know I could.
It’s my babies that got me fighting for a better day,
I cannot let my regrets and my pain get in my way.
Their future is so bright, and they have so much potential,
Teach them the ropes while they lasso success is essential.









