Anti-Social ft. Sporadic Lyrics

Why are you so antisocial

Because I'm trying to get it

Up all night

It's time to stay focused

Because I'm trying to get it

Use this weed smoke to cope with life

It's alright, I'mma be alright

Trying to cope through all the pain and trauma of a past me

Fucking with my present, if I hold on longer

The longer my future self will suffer

Like a car that's in the shop, heavily dented

I'm beneath the buffer, gotta hit the dojo

Hit a bag, collect a bag

And get my mental, my mentality tougher

I figgy fuck it, patch the wounds with some Teflon tape

Even so the scars seem to seep through

Based on some triggers, you can look at it like this

Associate people with fire

The closer you get, you know the rest

But this shit is fucking with my relationships

Ability to have a conversation

Social anxiety's been developed, fuck

Always got my guard up

I gotta be fortified

I can't trust a thing that people say because they lie

So deceiving, look you in the eyes

I got my hopes up

Open up the gate and let you in

Just to have it be a Trojan horse

There was a bigger agenda, a secret kept against me

Use me just to see what you can take from me

Heavily mistaken

If you think you can take my kindness for weakness

I know I ain't the only one who's seen this

Looking at your actions got me speechless

Cut you off the moment I see it

I don't need this

I ain't giving up on you

I'm just putting myself first

But that's how I am

Thank you for this enlightenment

I'm tapped into thoughts, by sporadic

Looking for my addy like an addict

I grab it when I'm saddest

My trauma is past , I'm passed it

Assist of the passion, gaining traction

When I snap into action

To see if I smile, it's been a while

Traumatized a pile of life's crap

I strike back with no gats

A rose from concrete's crack

A musical profession, a life lesson

The thorn can be a blessing if you lessen the pain you let in

From not regretting, just stepping another direction

Not letting others' perception change your progression

From an obsession, I'm obsessed in

Life is a possession, I'm a guest in

Opening more doors to stick to the cores

I value more, honestly it pours from sores

No remorse when I force, engorge in the course

The source forms from my torso

I learn slow, but I learn though

Spotted those from friends to foes

In time it shows, when you low and you need em most

Lost souls, they ghost, you don't need a bro

Who provokes through the scope

Your triggers and make em bigger

You sicker like a bottle to your liver

An ambulance deliver

Find the real ones quicker

Time tickers, when hate is thicker

So don't feed it like a Snickers

Sporadical kicker, sabbatical mixer

Not a runt, I am the pick of the litter

I refuse to stay still

When I could be something that's bigger

Transition from a negative balance to seven figures

My life is a twister

The more I give her, the quicker the storm simmers

Thorns in hands blister

Growth through summer's and winter

Never been a quitter, so feeling a winner

Working to becoming a winner

Getting better every deliver

Life depends on what you feed it

And what you give her