The Best Policy

One time for depression

One time for the lesson

That I was supposed to learn, from this mess

And there was supposed to

Be some kind of plan

That somebody messaged

But my phone's on silent

So I ain't get shit for some hurt feelings

And a burnt soul

**** still sayin' go to church though

Oh, that burns my torso in this war zone

Where they killing us

In this Syria

They bomb the kids and civilians

While we senselessly spending millions

On some dumb shit

Just for fun shit

And I'm guilty too

'Cause right now I'm planning my next chain

And some new J's

Even when homelessness and then there's poor folk

When we weren't talking about your horoscope

To see if you was thinkin' 'bout me

As it turns out now we speak again

But I still wanna fuck hoes

And that lines gonna get me in trouble

But writin' is the only place I feel safe enough

To be vulnerable

This is basically strait from the journals

So gon' and ride with me

And if I strike a nerve, go head cry with me

Lookin' in the mirror my only fight is with me

The irony is so high key

My thought processes don't like me

'Cause once I get comfortable

Then I settle down

And the odds of being productive is just

So unlikely

Cigarettes to distract my mind

From what's really happening

Grab a pint of Hen to ignore the fact that my heart is cracking

Grab an eighth of weed just to calm my nerves

Take some out to smoke it

Skeletons in my closet

And it's so many doors is wide open

This is dope shit for the birds

I contemplated leavin' Earth

The only reason I ain't do

I rather not go to hell and burn

'Cause my mom's would be upset

And I'd rather not chance that

In a room full of people

I'm asking where my friends at?

Lookin at my phone late in the midnight hours

Like when I'm feeling down man

Who can I call to fell empowered?

Who really got my back?

And what are your intentions?

Or you just showing off my blue check all in your mentions?