[Verse 1]

Momma I hope you understand
I know this wasn't what we prayed for 
It's just something different 
I know this wasn't what we wanted 
Poppa prolly fuming 
I really see no point of living if I won't make it
If you seein' what I see you'd prolly view me different
Like how I'm supposed to deal with hoes throwing themselves at me
Like how I'm supposed to deal with niggas who cap on the realest 
Like how I'm supposed to face my demons and face all the creatures
Would you believe me if I told you things I did, prolly written in my last songs
And those songs prolly got em on a high note
And those songs make 'em wish I wasn't here dawg
But these songs got 'em thinking I'm the best dawg
And these songs talk alot about my past dawg
You wouldn't get it but we'll talk it when we get there dawg
My niggas hungry, would you blame em if they killed the city
She acting faded everytime she see a nigga grading 
I'm tryna make it but I'm out here faking all the smiles
How you expect a smile when I'm tryna clean the mess
How you expect a smile when it's always two faced
If imma open my bottle would you let me come vent?
Would you believe all the stories that made me who I am or would you fake it like I did? 
When I was told I wasn't worth it for the fame and the money 
When she told me I would grow up and maybe stand a chance with her
Not literally, you know 

[Verse 2]

Been through alot of battles you can tell by all these scars 
Not physically, emotionally I know I hid it well 
I thought I lost it all but I actually gained alot
I thought I'm all alone Veronica told me not
I thought I'm all alone Lawrence told me you not alone
These angels said alot got a nigga in his thoughts
I started questioning my deeds upon these lost souls
Playin happy on their phones with no life threat
But it hits 'em hard when they see they all lost
And you askin' why I chose to keep up with the distance
I had cut to off friends, some became more than expected 
She digging favours from her exes and tell him she loyal
Not with a smile but with a straight face
Hard days hit face with no smooth slap
Cold days yeah, she told him it ain't worth it
This Is Me.


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The Open Palm. 

This Is Me.

artiste.
who gon save you if it ain't God or music?
WHITE.

This Is Me.

Lobey J