OverThinkin'

When i'm sad i'm lock my room door & sit in my bed.

Overthinking all of these thoughts like why brudda dead.

Leg shot he bled out can't get this out my head.

People say sit the bottle down the only thing understands.

X2

it's like pain been going in circles in my life fa weeks.

Guess that's the cost of growth but this crying shit got me losing sleep.

Heard it at work i dropped some tears i hadda keep wrapping ps.

Managers mad ian say shit i jus took off a week.

Fucked up my bread it hurt like this guess that's the cost of grief.

Still Screaming long live all my deads and i'm still missing brei.