PayneInTheCulo

A lot on my mind
Backed up like Laker traffic
Me killing myself is a thought
But a bit drastic
He lived a good life
Lots of love
What happened?
I battle myself
My mind is my biggest foe
Why do I feel like this?
I don’t know
But I can name a few hints
Always make it to the next round
But I don’t clinch
Tired of this life
Well life-suck a dick
Everyone around me
Is seeing good amount of currency
Depression in my mind
Is hurting me
School to work
Work to be broke
Weekly check
But after sat
In the wind like smoke
Weekly one week
A dub for my celly
Wish I was fake like a Ken doll or Kelly
But love I get plenty
But society morales
Makes me beg
Again I was child
No worries and no cents
Why haven’t I found the gold yet?
Did I miss the right step?
But told all paths vary
Well mines is looking funny like Jim Carey
I don’t know a favorite motto at the moment
And it scares me
Because how will I support myself
When nobody else will
Illegal hustle?
Sent upstate
No Peekskill
But I can’t see that
Criminal
I can’t be that
Self controlled
But uncontrollable
When I react
Save face
But they see that
My temper is higher than a fifty
It got me nervous
Like I’m high and 23rd is coming to get me
Depressed
And at times its real tough
Try to shake it off
Even a prep talk
Like that’s enough
But it won’t stray
Reminds me of leftovers
There is still some for another day
But now I’m focused
Blessed that I know this
So I begin to fix it
I will just let my attitude show it