feel like i don’t love me mane

i havent told my parents im miserable yet.
lost my homie
lost my partna
lost my passion
i wonder who will come next
smoke don't get me high no more.
i guess it doesn't matter.
you say you was proud of me
when was that?
it must've been spring.
this lady spring

number one worst time of my life
an inch away from giving up this time
all i want in my gift wrap is your support.
but it is what it is.
you won't see my face no more

Hey
1998 Lovejoy
momma used to drive a Prelude
back then when i had nothing
but an incubator just to breathe through
dads 2K3 Corvette
eyes lit up when we breeze through
face hidden by the black tints
so a nigga couldn't even see you.
thats when granny had me over
playing round w my cousin nem
before pawpaw in the coma
before my homie commit suicide
before the 04 Land Rover
before i lost my childhood home
before i took a step away from sober
im so gone
when i first heard the song Bedrock
i was just a youngin in the 6th grade
before i grew up with the dreadlocks
before i dropped my first mixtape
before i had my first girlfriend 
before i knew how pussy lips tastes
before i had my first 20K
and all homies were just DSK
i've been hoping for a long time
that me and fam can converse
18 and a young adult
in the center of my universe
im too broke to pay my momma bills
so they don't wanna hear a word
why the fuck you bitchin dawg?
say something when you gotta work
you gon be just like yo uncle
drug addict and hes immature
in your 40s in your fucking room
that shit made me insecure.
i don't like these comparisons 
you want to me to be just like my friends
but i came out lil different
blame someone then blame god
blame someone then blame god
(dont forget to show your anger)
blame someone then blame god
(god)

BLAME GOD

maru.