Nigga I think I'm bi polor the express train from happiness to sadness be so fast. I think its something solor. Matter of fact its like a flare. Some shit that just tare. Thru my fuckin mind. And I swear that I'm not lying. Sometimes I feel like dying. But I know its just the devel tryin to take me out for a reason. And I kno I got theses demons. That makes me wish I was leavin. But I know its not gone change shit. Especially when the problem is in me bitch. And I know it sounds so stupid. But its all some shit that I'm not used to. So it might be the reason of tryna ryme. So I don't get a gun to bluw out my fuckin mind. And inside I swear I'm just cryin. But outside I gotta keep it straight. So theses niggas don't think I'm gay. Even tho I'm tryna do my thing. Still hopin God don't close them gates.
