Situations/In the Rain

Full of emotion but I'd rather become heartless Head is cloudy rain and thunder over me I confess Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Appreciate it if you pray for me I'll do the rest They say these situations fuckin wit ya life just be a test Mmahhhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh I got these skeletons in my closet I'd rather keep em Folks is getting pissed at me cuz I'd rather keep all my secrets Out of commission with convos about these doctors Handing me ibuprofen or some type of meds to fix these problems Heading home from school and I see in the distance Another troubled friend who smile but inside something missing Conversing bout her past life tensions get high as I listened She was victimized by some nigga That stole her will an left herself defenseless A couple niggas to talk to but not enough to stop these moments Pushed away by those she thought was her in corner but I had to go an I hugged her tight fore I left Kianna anything u need I got you only thing in the way is... Full of emotion but I'd rather become heartless Head is cloudy rain and thunder over me I confess Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Appreciate it if you pray for me I'll do the rest They say these situations fuckin wit ya life just be a test Mmahhh,mmahhh,mmahhh,mmahhh Welcome to heartbreak where niggas is bound to lose they minds Take a seat and process abandonment over suicide Low self esteem and pipe dreams, mixed wit some family ties Tryna break you down take everything plus the youth inside Relationships is failing due to my constant isolation Conversations back and forth wit my mans about how my days is His patience out the window don't got time to figure this out Our situation presently on the rocks it's been goin south He said I changed and I agree we both can see the difference Might head our separate ways but still I love em so just listen Jahmane you my brother for life so know that this my mission If this gun don't bust just know I'm always around when family isn't Full of emotion but I'd rather become heartless Head is cloudy rain and thunder over me I confess Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Appreciate it if you pray for me I'll do the rest They say these situations fuckin wit ya life just be a test Mmahhhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh These situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh These situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Handwriting on the wall fate been drawing symbols I can see em' Pictures of my father stressing not completely out of reason Held me close showed affection Type of love no strings attached All he ask I keep working for the good life fore' I rest Me and the lord we got some beef only words I got are fuck you Prayed for changed wit added effort Now you expect me to trust you All I know is ain't shit change ain't no rest for the wicked so The hustle never stops For a kid named Matthew even though I treated niggas like they pests Unaware of how they feel when I pushed em' away as I would fuck my wrist up in the evening Eating breakfast in the morning I stopped doing plus no sleeping Showers, homework that's a no no Still I breathe but I ain't cheesing Lost my ex the only person Who gave me some type of peace of mind Sometimes I hate myself How could you fuck up she believed in you But I guess that's just my head she won't abandon me She got me when I'm low I thank you May for all you've done fa me Through situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh mmahhh These situations, fuckin situations Mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh, mmahhh Yeah, Yeah