The things that I've done, you don't understand

You should be filled with love but I was crushed and turned to sand

Lately everything is beginning to sound redundant

Do I just play this picture perfect person when I'm in public?

Instead of giving my dad some love I'm passing our destruction. Wanna piece?

Come get it from me cause I gots lots to give, always incomplete, never complete, a monster lives inside me.

But it's that God over money gang,

A new year is hear but it's clear that ain't nothin changed

I'm from the place where getting love is strange,

From that decision my head is forced to be hung in shame.

I scream and wonder how this monster can be tamed!