outlook(first verse)

confidence shattered broken and tatted my thoughts been eradic out a touch to much static not far from an addict I can be dramatic God keep blessin me people keep testin me cops tried arrestin me they want the rest of me told em to rest in peace let me off of the leash my trauma leavin time for a feast at least my outlook brighter without a lighter im goin higher pathological liar causin countless fires tired of ridin highs blowin tires finding my way to my vault just needed to really try to pry