Heartbroken Poet Lyrics

I've been feeling anxious

I've been really taking my time

Got me on that lame shit

Calling you my - valentine

So for you

It's for you, it's for you, it's for you

Roses are for you

It's for you, it's for you, it's for you

Uh, yeah

This ain't fun and games

This shit comes with sacrifices

Recently I've learned that this pain can come in sizes

I ain't new to heartbreak

I find no surprises

Here we go again

Got my paper and pen

And a bottle of gin

Where do I begin?

Got this sea of feelings and I'm about to take a swim

Rainstorm in my head

Scary waves, hope it isn't grim

I've spent years alone, no one home

Through the havoc

Need someone to share with everything

Feel the magic

Problem is I always search for something cinematic

Know this ain't a movie

But there's nothing wrong with trying

I already know who I want to be

People try to change me, people try to lace me

Got me thinking twice

And I worry who's a fan of me

Is the music meant to be?

What the hell's my destiny?

I got to say "fuck it"

Before I kick the bucket

Life is too short, hole in one, I ain't putting

I got to be different

Means I got to stand for something

Got to cut off people pleasers

They be on my dick sucking

Aiming for perfection, bitch I cannot be subpar

Ocean full of fish, so I got to be a shark

They moaning on a beat and they call that shit art

So I'm writing on a paper, hope the ink will leave a mark

In this world we find heart warmth in likes and comments

We prefer to live inside a screen instead of in the moment

Fuck, this our sad truth, it's our main component

We celebrate ourselves too much

I guess we're our main opponent

I'm a preacher, not a teacher

But you reaching then I'm teaching

Eggs, one basket like it's Easter

Bitch I got the keys, Alicia

Got an ace up on my sleeve

I can call myself a dealer

And I'm slaying all you bitches

So you better just call PETA, hoe

In a different stratosphere

Who the fuck is checking here?

This ain't Nike, out of here

Need the strings, no puppeteer

I just want to find the truth like my name is Paul Pierce

And I will to risk it all 'cause "what if" is my biggest fear

No limit, KG, big ticket

Homie it's all about the work

Yeah, I'm done with cherrypicking

Being stoned ain't on my mind 'cause right now I got the vision

Give a fuck about opinions 'cause they never even listen

Never listen uh

Taking my time

Make you my valentine