What the **** you know about getting upset? What the **** you know about living in debt? What the **** you know about pinning up ket? Then wondering why you have no self respect
What the **** you know about living a dream? What the **** you know about leaving your team? What the **** you know about being a fiend? This is the first time I seen you on the scene. .
What the **** you know about breathing this poverty? What the **** you know about not eating properly? What the **** you know about using candles to heat and light your so called property? Five days straight eating nothing but broccoli
Maybe it's just my own shadow that's stopping me Got me under lock an key But when I break free they'll be not much stopping me The weight of the world will not get on top of me My grandfather already clocked you watching me
If I could do anything I would be controlling clocks And go right back to that mouldy box With the broken locks And the electrics off Those days when I would sold me socks for cake and drops Whist cooking rocks ***** this K detox I feel like a baby fox Thats I been ***** by all 3 bears and goldilocks But day by day with my tool box and theese building blocks I'll build my very own fort knox Il see the light shine when I stike the fire from my matchbox Listening to my old jukebox
When you were younger they planted a seed To seek to sucseed But over time this seed Succeeded in greed Now what do you really need? Material possessions Just to feed and breathe Or maybe just belive we can all exceed And create something positive to leave
Every time I look into your eyes I hate myself I hate myself because I love you I hate me, I hate myself because I let you go through heartbreaks I hate myself because I was to late to save you your heart I hate myself because I wasn’t always there for you I hate myself because I couldn’t wipe away the tears when you cried I hate myself because I didn’t make you smile when you were frowning I hate myself because I never found you earlier in life I hate myself because I didn’t hold you at night when you needed someone there I hate myself because I wasn’t the first person you thought of in the morning and last person before you went to sleep But.... I do love myself because I will be your last everything And I love the thought of that
You might not always be someone’s first but you can be there last
You're in a never ending cycle of telling yourself you are never quite good enough, asking "What am I lacking?" What a trick you play on yourself, and it seems you have lost yourself while you question your worth. Come to me, let me help build you up. Feel me right here as I put your insecurities to sleep. Let me remind you even at your worst that you will always be enough, remind you that you are deserving, and that you are worthy, until you believe it for yourself.
You inspire me to keep writing. You inspire me to continue fighting for what "I" belive in. You make me want to prove you wrong. To show you I'm so much more than a torn page in a book. To show you everything I do doesn't come from a dark place. What I listen to, what I write & what I say. You belive it comes from an evil place.