From me to you

recorded on December 2023 prod by angeloimani [Lyrics] pickin' up problems like i open doors one after the other the picky piper layed his wood I was on a whole different planet wishing for love this upheld my sanity the right in me turn left for trees, I felt it crash i saw my leash come back a different man a mission man i stayed my track overstayed at that saw my people turn their back to me i wonder why they enjoyed to see me fail funny clown remember he was sad made a joke and made me laugh im good-hearted but my soul's departed morals come with limits I upheld but then I saw the traffic saw the way it happens the world's on an axis where allies come few between and to them I show my back to the other walk around the others walk around with smiles and frowns premeditated actions to encase their fowl- demeanour of walking this earth I know you've been hurt dat all I've ever known (And I'm trying to fix it for you But I've been hurt too) a fable of Joans and Coke and patron table of narcotics and a house that you don't own eggs of hash encased in paper with a hashbrown better yet a coffee cigarette to better that depression that you house now. I was important to me to you 4 years i bleed you bleed to see some better days miles apart 1000 hours turn 200 weeks of 2 solitary devotionees of making do with what we got no matter what we need and I'll say it I'll say it with chest no other bitch can make me rest and with that stress mixed a potion of displaced anger to which I cant best fire shots all over im vexed but maybe in the future I'll lay in a bed with you by my side or maybe im dead or maybe im dead maybe your dead maybe he's dead [I don't know man, these fucking dreams never stop every fucking day man, I get that bitch in my head who the fuck am I calling a bitch heavenly, an angel fucking hell man] too much to go off too much to flow off writing up poems for someone who won't watch such a show-off talk your problems you're not the only one I bet I am to the feel world is fixed to me is nothing new low self-esteem I'd love to speak but moderation with my peaks manic episodes keep me from feeling steam of being free from entropy and maybe see the rightful path. the make believe go make a wish the stars won't see 1 fish in a billion seas fuck it I love music fuck it I love rap fuck it don't call me you know I won't call back I leave it to homies the one who do care the snake in my past Don't bother the hare