Throwed ft. Fee-Lo

It's been two weeks since you heard from me

Told me I'm tripping, no courtesy

Tryna ease my mind and catch up on sleep

No need to flex just for you to see

Bruh I ain't been in that place, I kinda really hate, With no escape, I cannot get away

Lame and you would think I would communicate I'm struggling to fight another day

And my mind just go left like the West, no key

I keep having bad dreams, want the rest in peace

Do what I want, if I don't cool, I'ma do what I will

Spent too much time tryna please them, I'ma do what I feel

Say that ain't no doubt about it, ain't no doubt in my body

Why would I try to stretch truth like Pilates? Just to kick it like karate