STRESS

Nothin to it just been stressed

And I feel guilty,

People in my inner circle say I'm blessed

But I feel filthy

I think I'm letting them down

That feeling right before you drown

When all the lights dim low,

When it seems like time goes slow

Why don't you call no more

Why don't you come around the crib and come and chill no more, C?

I've been this way as long as I can remember

Embers are the remnants of the memories