the last 1 was so deep I just had to make a sequel...
some of my own friends threw stones and tried to hide their hands like I aint see you...
I tell them don't get it twisted just because I rock with you don't mean I need you...
nowadays people are so sick they find joy in finding ways to mistreat you...
that's why I thank God for this huge heart, I aint gotta know you to feed you...
when others bleed like I bleed, we all sin, we're all equal...
so I aint met a soul that I was too good to speak to...
don't believe people who say they're good people when everyone is capable of evil...
just got a letter from my mother man she's always speakin that deep spit...
but my head be so far up my own azz that I'm surprised I didn't peep sh*t...
strong enough to soul search when my heart is at its weakest...
and try not to fall victim to these pity parties caused by these liquid demons...
I have a lot of emotional and mental problems but I'm not ashamed to release them...
healing can't come unless you acknowledge your issues and I'm not too proud to see them...
the way I abuse my body daily, I'm just glad I'm still breathing...
like every time I'm ready to jump off that cliff my instincts tell me to hold on so I'm left clinging...
to what sanity I have left, or at least until I'm shown a meaning...
to all this madness and confusion, until I find the reason for me being...