Paralyzed

Emotional is disconnected

Pops was military

Dug my way out, now to deal with all that shit I buried

Momma carried, weight of the whole family

With a broken back

While sister out there smoking on her own she just coping bad

My brother crying, crying for identity

You hold him back

'Cause now he see how the fuck you end up when you bold and black

A skeleton, try to beat your guard down but you never lack

Insensitive, I was like thirteen just trying to master that

Drinking liquor, bottles, beer, just lucky that it isn't ain't crack