Look at me what do you see
i see a kid lost who doesnt know who to be

in a world of stupid needs surrounded by foolish teens
truancy + super weed everyday im losing me


I remember when highs used to seem to new to me
now im never low and this pains grew in me
a society of cruelty lies to me doomed to be

fighting these demon inside of me but dying ussually

it shouldnt be this hard cause im trying just to be

myself but it so hard cause im like who is me
who am i what do i need to feel like im true to me
nothing feels right cause nothings like it used to be


these deaths on my concious constantly ruin me
cause i dont feel like i used the time i had usefully

i crashed gruesomely like paripalegics cause as you can see
i aint ever stood back up im stuck in a losing seat






verse 2-
i hate this %#@!, every day in the rain i aint taking it
feel the flames in my veins embracing it,

ashamed of my ways but i made a switch
from a happy lil kid to this hatefulness



all the pressure on me i had to take it in
what you think i aint gonna change from it

of course i aint gonna be the same old kid

I had to struggle to make it through, $#&@ if you hate it dude

i fall slipp trip tumble fumble and break in two
i got better things to worry about then what you think of me
so keep on hatin me ill take it gracefully


ill make a way and break away from anything you place on me
hateful ways they saying things but theyre words dont stay on me

cause ive heard a lot of %#@! talking people just get off him
yeah i switch often you just dont understand cause you live off in


a world with (*##$ problems then you complain about like its hard, when
you wake up every morning you dont feel dead inside heartless
hardened, by all this, hardship, but staying stronger than clark kent

im just dealing with real problems so pardon my harshness

my life is a mosh pit thats why i write from my concious

i fight but im all in, and i know what the cost is
it takes it toll on my soul i fade into the darkness
bong rips, and hard hits, im lost in the carnage





see I close my mouth so i can speak from my heart
feel the weight when they died it cuts deep and sharp
I know it doesnt look like it but being me is hard

but im seeing things leaving marks, bleeding dazed from these scars



they just reopen its hopeless my whole focus is showing
myself i aint below them, like 2 pac told it keep rolling,
but i aint slave to emotions, so it, dont always go wit, my motives

i break down drinking full fiths, loading bowl hits to cope with

the pain at its fullest, but i wont give, just hold it

inside put j.cole in, reflecting on myself so i dont explode when
it comes out, keep growing, let it all go, dont fold in
dont trip on it when they scolding, cause they gone hate when you goin in


and my goal is, to play a roll in, this show biz
but sometimes i dont know if, my own %#@!, will ever go big

but stay bold when, im flowing, keep it real and theyll notice
cause the threshold is, only so far, keep grinding and im going win

through it all know i wont forget, who was there or where my home is
where your heart lies and ur soul is, though might home might be broken

rolling and blowing that potent, keep writing these poems
cause its all I have all i know and, i gave my all when i wrote this