Weakness Within

Homies

It be yo own niggas.
Never a stranger.
That'll bring harm to you the most.
A series of unfortunate events that can lead to your life being in danger.
When you're at your lowest & truly need a support system there for you.
But niggas care more about being popular than being genuine.
Only when you up, is when everyone wants to be around you.
If I could take a space on another planet & make it soundproof.
So I can stuff everyone who disrupts my peace of mind inside it.
& erase the memories of ever knowing you.
So I can have some sort of peace at mind.
At odds to the point where no conversation is begs for the both of us.
Which is sad, because we're all one conversation away from understanding each other just that much better.
But it's easier to place a nigga in a box to make your perception of em more comfortable.
Like cowards usually do.
A Real Steppa in a room full of pussyfooters.
Professionally dying a thousand deaths on their knees,
While I hustle hard to thrive in life on my feet.
Inner conscience telling me to enforce the boundaries.
Cut them niggas off, they outta line.
Fuck how lonely you finna feel when you walk away from em.
You gotta respect yaself & protect yo peace of mind.
Not compromise yourself just to be liked.
Friendship & rumors ruined the relationship between her & I.
More disappointed than I am to sit & cry.
Genuine Energy Only.
- Maãlík