choice

Really I'm just like you

Alone in the crib on a dark day nigga I be felling lost too

Brain activity making my heart ache and it's really fucking up the mood

I done looked in the fridge about twelve times when I already know it's no food

I been checking my phone about 1200 and its only two thirty-two

Now I'm beating myself like what the fuck did mama ask me to do

Probably was something bout school

Certainly wasn't sitting here talking bout my problems in the Stu

Fucked up in the room I never been the one to follow any rules

Mistaking me for a sorry motherfucker then you must be confused