🔵 By Curtis Snowden. Photo by lauragrafie.
I’ve been goin’ through it, suicidal ideations
Medications couldn’t take away the pains influence
My brain was useless, had me hangin’ in nooses
Enslaved to my mental state, it’s strange no grave consumed me
A stranger swooped in, told me some days are ruthless
And that they never last but I caved from the rage and seclusion
Cocaine abusin’, dying for the fame of Lucious
Trying to remain sane, don’t give a shit so my name should be poopless
You, the one with no clue, I am clueless
You, the one with no friends, I am crewless
You, the one that is single, I am booless
The one that made the move to pop that pill that made me moveless
Ooh, yeah I feel the pain and its acuteness
I feel like I’m deranged drove insane by the loose lips
Yeah, they all were my Judas
They didn’t stick around they were glueless
I am you so you can’t dismiss my existence.
‘06 sent to prison, 16 years was my sentence, now listen
My girl killed our baby I went ballistic
Wait, let me get specific, robberies and addiction
I’m lookin’ at me in the mirror like, who is this
When was your commencement, man come back to your senses
But I just squint and see the stitches
From afflictions self inflicted and stickings in this prison
It’s senseless, I recall letters kissed with lipstick
Scented with Victorias Secret like, sniff sniff sniff
Now I don’t even say her name in a sentence
But I’m far from vindictive and my actions are indicative
I’m ventin’ quick, if you hear the track than I’m a ventriloquist
I feel like shit, poppin’ a zany I call it pillin’ shit
If I ain’t you I need to rup up out this buildin’ quick
But we’re the same like twins, just livin’ split
I am you, the one who suffers from pain, the one addicted to drugs, with mental illness and shame, I am you, the one left with my heart broke, the one who secretly cries, the one hit with a hard blow, I am you, the one that struggles to live, the one that lost a kid, in a prison with a bid, I am you… I am you.