i hit the bottom and found something


nowhere to go but up

many times has my father said that he's sorry for failing me
many times have i failed to find me a cure for what's ailing me
many nights have i spent out drinking, just draining my energy
i've been sitting here, sinking, thinking of something to say to me
many times have my haters talked trash, how many defended me?

cause recently
i've been plotting my epitaph
words written on epigraphs
cause all the epitomes
all the epiphanies
have me sawing my head in half

people saying they hating me
idk what to say to that
my potential waits latently
just sit back and watch paper stack
lay in bed at night spittin
until i find myself sittin
up in my room
its a mission
i scream i hated that
it seems that there's so many just itchin to throw some shade at that
i get home and i head to the kitchen cause i be makin that
i would guess that your smitten you better shut up and listen
you best just quit with your bitchin before you make me snap

i hit the bottom and found something

ari!