I smoked a lot of grams,
Took a couple Xans, now balling.
I try to lift my hands,
I really gotta dance but I’m falling.

Don’t believe that they understand you,
That’s self preservation and manipulation.
They don’t respect nor do they value,
That’s self medication and isolation.

Do we have a connection? Whether genetic or objective?
Would you stand by your ugliest demons and face them?
Is being lonely really the reason you’re upset?
Or is it the fact you’ll never be quite like them?
Are you filled with envy? As it builds in contempt.
You’ll always be nobody. Get that through your head.