just know

Of my soul and just know that I grow colder the older. I grow this Boulder on my shoulder gets heavier and harder to hold and this load is like the weight of the world and I think my neck is. Breaking should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations? Bro aint nobody else as dope as me. I'm dressed so fresh and clean don't push me cause. I'm close to edge I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under all the people in this diner ran outside to see the big show it was just another party for them. To see just who they would. No head to toe. I feel like I'm driving it in a boat let's go.