Lack of Lyrics

Don't laugh, but I went and got my aura read by this white lady

And I ain't want to believe her, but check it, this what's crazy

She told me that I'm lacking a passion

And I thought it was crazy she could see it, cause a lot's done happened

Don't know what to address first

It's a lot going on, making my fucking head hurt

But a minute since we've been here, I mean, it could be worse

Might start out on a rant, but it's okay, it's been rehearsed

Wanna say some slick shit, but to be honest, miss my mama

And my daddy too, man, this life shit, it'll haunt you

They still here though, so this timing's very costly

I'd be more than willing if on the way, they hadn't lost me

Listening to a Adele cover I Can't Make You Love Me

Clearly, you never did

Consider myself lucky

Fight the urge not to be a simp, walking around like a lost puppy

But even my closest friends started to act a little funny

Maybe I'm the problem, everybody moves from me

Or maybe I give too much, need to keep them the fuck from me

That's all that I know though, that this life shit can get ugly

Can't say I'm lacking something, when all you had to give was nothing

Fighting done and over, but if it's a problem, then I'm on it

But that's me being evil, bitch, I told you that I'm off it

Simply lost it

It's gotta be deeply rooted

They say that time is money and I'm steady stuck on stupid

So if time is on the wrist, and I always gotta zip

Then I need you to know that I really time shift

Now watch as time slip, on her hips, there's a twist

Give you something to watch a while as she dips

That's a lot to take in, ain't it

It's cool, just stay patient

Never lacking, never waiting

On the side, they be hating, but there's never much to say and

If I'm lacking something, bitch, you know it's lacking basic

If you give it, then I take it, hand straight going in they faces

Once I get it, then I break it, then I'm bored

Tay impatient, it's a problem, I can't face it

Never much to say and

Maybe I don't want it, it's the thrill of the chasing

Try my best to keep it cool, be a nice, chill, lil' mama

Don't care what was said, bitch, how am I feel with all that drama

Try my best to let it go, and to heal if we being honest

But I don't feel that spark no more, dear God, I'm really toxic

Can't find the balance between endless wants and needs

Never reach my fill, making it harder for me to please

Seem like I'm choking, like I'm puffing on some weed

Then I'm stuck watching the smoke, really blowing out some steam