I mean of course just the same old
Signs of you getting smoked
I'm definitely in a class of my own
The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....
I pick myself back up again
I got 800 invisible men
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up
I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working
The only battle i lost since jumped back on this thing
Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
For everything i lost tell em i want it all back
I can taste the salt from my tears
I lost hope almost roped myself
I try to keep myself but get lost within
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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