Couple Things Left

I thought all girls were crazy, turns out it was me this whole time

Same way I thought that I was fine, but I was blind, as I unwind

I keep on finding things about me that just fuck me up more

Didn't address what I suppressed and now I'm stressing for sure

I need a blessing even though I'm already blessed I can't get enough

It's so fucked how it's never enough

And shit's been rough, but I've been getting through it

Just making better music, it's therapeutic how I do it

The release is everything to me, not just the music but the thoughts that's inside

I was down for a couple months and I lost my drive

In a moment when I needed it most

Had every reason to be motivated, then I went ghost