Rough Draft Lyrics

I have a message for the ones who were left out in the cold

Not sure if you will ever be a factor but behold

You don't have to fit the mold, that bullshit is dead

If you cut it out, you can enjoy your future bread

The lies I was fed, it was fucking up my heart rate

The doctor said I need to lose the weight before it's too late

I'll back off before the scenario is the worst case

I have no problem, burning bridges that were shaky in the first place

There's two sides to Kameron, I must admit

One minute I'm your rock, next minute don't give a shit

Go find somebody bolder when it's freezing on my shoulder

Don't lay on it, the room is taken over by the chip

Could be hanging with the thugs, chilling with the undesirables

The way they be scheming, I swear that shit is diabolical

But I wanted more, so my craft I had to hone

Cause everything I write comes to life, this my chalk zone

The way of the pen is a godsend, my hand never bluffs so I'm all in

Who gave you niggas gems when the shit got rough

Taxidermist, I fed y'all so much knowledge, y'all should be stuffed

That's just what I get for going out of my way

Trying to give niggas advice when my life is not okay

Nevertheless, somebody's closet needs cleaning

Apply what you can, don't lose to your demons