Too Personal

Waist deep in bullshit
 Horror scenes in my diary
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks
 I could never sell my soul to make a killing
 That ain't really what I'm bout
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks
 Seen so many ups & downs my life was inception
 Streets folding in on themselves with no direction
 It's cobblestone under feet thunderstorm over head
 No umbrella no new relatives there to hold your head
 Papa taught me how swim by throwing me in a pond
 Mama taught me how grin when everything is going wrong
 Used to drown myself in a bottle & regret tomorrow
 Used to feeling hollow being lonely was never problem
 Only motivated by the musical placements
 And when I got em I was still rock bottom in the basement
 Life changing money never surfaced & you wondering your purpose
 When you jittering they asking if you nervous
 They never asking about disturbance
 They never asking if you hurting
 They just asking what you doin, where you been & what you earning
 Is the music really real & does it make up for the problems
 Is it too personal if I ask you to write about em
 Waist deep in bullshit
 Horror scenes in my diary
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks
 I could never sell my soul to make a killing
 That ain't really what I'm bout
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks
 I constantly create so I don't need new connections
 It's toxic & I know it but it leads to less stressing
 Leads to less situations that need to be cut off
 I don't even like convos that lead to long run-ons
 I don't even care about my own well being at times
 Risk taking endorphins taking over in your mind
 I fall hard for wild types that never walk straight lines
 And we ball hard on late nights when my credit card declines
 I
 Fun times from a dark place
 Thought you would always be there with me through my dark days
 I know you say the same thing & you feel like I walked out
 You feel like I chose music over you & we fall out
 Damn
 Sad times from a good heart
 We both mean well but never seem to get a good start
 Were we ever really real or did we create all these problems
 Is it too personal if I ask you to write about em
 Waist deep in bullshit
 Horror scenes in my diary
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks
 I could never sell my soul to make a killing
 That ain't really what I'm bout
 That's too explicit
 Way too personal
 I write it off, like I ain't live it
 This is real life, so fuck the gimmicks