I thought about it

I definitely thought about suicide a couple times, even though I show no signs

Smiling to my teeth, for my grandma I be grinning

Sending to my keep, for the people that be winning

Who gon' tell me how to be a man when I'm stunted

Lack of emotional empathy, cause my mama thinks I'm a narc instead

I been feeding all on my demons, releasing all of my pain that bothers the keepings

I was only getting started for a little bit

Take a sip, that's that real shit, nigga take a shit

And if you wanna get to know me, that's it

I'm consciously catching shit, if you catch my drift