LM Mac

Needs

LM Mac
Needs

7 Plays

13 Jun 2019

Loud Money Gang:Needs if i could attempt to explain myself properly id say i dont owe an explanation and to get off of me you see what im tryna make aint shit you can offer me im done with the back and forth and whats following i can feel myself hollowing its like i have a purpose thats lost in me im searching for reasons as to why i react so awfully but all i can come up with is a reason for arguing and i truly wish i could make myself different but theres parts of me missin and im scared to attempt it so i just make myself distant cuz i feel as though bull shit is consistent when will i feel like it isnt these god damn demons so persistent so tired of the way im livin and the pain im feeling God truly testin me with the hands he been dealin and i just pray his hands do some healin cuz ive been fishin for truth and still got nothing reeled in dont know if i can go through this shit again it seems to never end depression and anxiety got me askin who truly my friend although i know the answer i still scratch my head with this pen tryna keep my head on straight but its so fucked up that it bends im not askin for a hand to lend im just askin for peace from these arguments including those i have with self i wanna put my problems on a shelf but it hasnt turned out well i dont need mental help but i tend to struggle with my mental health i look in the mirror and still cant see myself but does it truly matter what i can see or does it matter more when i speak rap music help when im feelin beat but sometimes im left feelin week with the shit i go through tears should be down my cheeks but im so numb i dont feel the leach let alone listen to those who preach id rather tell them to take a seat cuz i have alot more that i could teach i have emotions that are out of reach so it isnt a lesson that i need but rather a portion of what people have promised me and thats just honesty i bought the lies they sold now they treat me like property but when it comes to knowledge im rich in it and dont know poverty im a bastard but im still tryna be fatherly knowing my insecurities still bother me i got insomnia but im still chasin dreams so when i decide to finally rest just know my son has what he needs from me

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5 years ago

Loud Money Gang:Needs if i could attempt to explain myself properly id say i dont owe an explanation and to get off of me you see what im tryna make aint shit you can offer me im done with the back and forth and whats following i can feel myself hollowing its like i have a purpose thats lost in me im searching for reasons as to why i react so awfully but all i can come up with is a reason for arguing and i truly wish i could make myself different but theres parts of me missin and im scared to attempt it so i just make myself distant cuz i feel as though bull shit is consistent when will i feel like it isnt these god damn demons so persistent so tired of the way im livin and the pain im feeling God truly testin me with the hands he been dealin and i just pray his hands do some healin cuz ive been fishin for truth and still got nothing reeled in dont know if i can go through this shit again it seems to never end depression and anxiety got me askin who truly my friend although i know the answer i still scratch my head with this pen tryna keep my head on straight but its so fucked up that it bends im not askin for a hand to lend im just askin for peace from these arguments including those i have with self i wanna put my problems on a shelf but it hasnt turned out well i dont need mental help but i tend to struggle with my mental health i look in the mirror and still cant see myself but does it truly matter what i can see or does it matter more when i speak rap music help when im feelin beat but sometimes im left feelin week with the shit i go through tears should be down my cheeks but im so numb i dont feel the leach let alone listen to those who preach id rather tell them to take a seat cuz i have alot more that i could teach i have emotions that are out of reach so it isnt a lesson that i need but rather a portion of what people have promised me and thats just honesty i bought the lies they sold now they treat me like property but when it comes to knowledge im rich in it and dont know poverty im a bastard but im still tryna be fatherly knowing my insecurities still bother me i got insomnia but im still chasin dreams so when i decide to finally rest just know my son has what he needs from me

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