CONVERSATIONS - Outro

ayy converse between lines of the fighting and rhyming with timing if i was off rhythm would I still be rhyming like rapping but lying i dont know im trying to hide it away but i can seem to read i forever realistically will concede but have to be free so i can have hope because hopes what i need (ooh) everytime I become oblivious to whats happening i get mad everytime it happens ive been managing to focus on what i rap or add when I am rationing its half bad half clean whenever im imagining that i am suffering my minds been buffering my home my spot i stay i live in that place that I cant refrain from trying to pay to get out of- feeling like its been midnight for days maybe its because im feeling dread and pain but the voices in my head I cant tell what they are saying but I do their staying (ayy) staying for years now cant take it no more i need somebody I need assistance to talk to about it the traumas persistence but when i start to talk they all laugh and then walk out of the room with other people feeling like its a mock I feel im being stalked my mind has just been blocked cant have no happy thoughts joy appeared but now is gone all the therapy i can get is trying to rap my feelings into a song onto a beat its not too long but it is still me (me) shh whisper get quiet we've been caught by the demons beside it but if we make no noise we can survive oh know whats that in your throat a knife well be quiet aint nobody care bout you its bout this your the last of the worries quit being a little b- b- b-