love it when I can feel you in the palm of my hand

it feels so good to be loved i know that you understand

every little part of me and why I am the way that I am

I'm so glad that your patient, I know I cant demand

anymore than what you give me  trust me this is more than enough

everyday I'm getting stronger with the strength of your love

but am I strong enough to fix myself shit I couldn't know

because I'm sitting here smoking up a ton of my dope

know that this different this ain't like any high I can reach

smoking this new pack swear to god that this shit smell like bleach

winter finally coming I was getting sick of all the heat

finally making changes, no more promises I can't complete

grinding down my bones til I'm loaded up on tons of keef

smoking to get high or im smoking just to get to sleep

struggling to work, I cant get my flows to be on beat 

struggling to live, I can barely get myself to eat




struggling with everything it's part of my identity 

it's fucking with me mentally, no matter the severity 

I'm always filled with jealousy, I feel like I cannot compete 

I know that Im potentially, missing opportunity 

to be in this community and feel that there is unity

between myself and all my work, and i guess to be brutally 

honest with myself I don't think I'm going anywhere

my music is my life and I'm always finding myself at square one



grinding my bones. (narnia)

im still here

old stuff: @trappedinnarniaarchive

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