Sore Throat

I keep running to a dead end

Gotta keep the ball rollin

All their judgments is my sentence keep wildin out till my like ends

Cant just be myself cause I'm too boring expectations tell me who am I to you

Cunning loving everyday I feel so thankful

Negativity surrounding me

Vision blurry and I'm feeling like the rooms spinnin

And I'm not fucked up very undernourished

Make the bread never feel very ahead

I cant ball like I want to cause I preach a loving caring feeling not about that burn them Come up treat my fam

I'm more like almost lose your life, stick with the OG plan

If they cant take risk I'm just gonna split