Since he died and left me by myself,

Im besides myself, gotta take these cards im dealt,

flip ‘em and just fight like hell

Seeing the pain ive felt, do you empathize or simply sympathize

Clearing the way for them to try to cry,

fly by night plight, then its time to bail

Trying to be some type of Nightingale, I see through your tales

You failed to plan, you’re derailed now,

World look out, I don’t plan to fail cuz

Theres days that im optimistic, and days that I just wanna proposition the opposition.

Alots been missin from my life, it’s a croc of shit

Who have I wronged in what feels like a flop existence

Oh lets be real kid, have u forgot ya sins?

Make amends and just hope that god is listenin,

Processing a past life regression,

It all makes sense now since I was a kid true loves been missin.

Instinct kicked in when id have to sit and listen

To my mother bad mouth my father for not givin us reasons why he split

So everyday Id get the full blunt of it

Verbal and physical pain, ashamed to stand and tell her im done with it

Im blamed for being his one fan and lovin him

Im blamed for seeing the true man he was in this

Enraged, thinking I should pack my bag and run with it

But I stayed and hoped if I kept faith id overcome this shit

It was like isolating myself was healthy

It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy

Compelled me to excel when school had failed me

So lend me your head and let my words infest thee

They say that u can alter minds with a pen,

But for now im’a do this as a fuckin hobby til then

Im flying through this existence like a ghost

Fightin to find myself when it seems its just given to most

Im on the outside lookin in at me

Don’t you wish you can go back and tell your younger self how it’s gonna be

So maybe you wouldn’t be so reckless and naïve

A firm believer in destiny, so even if I could go back I wouldn’t fix a thing

I wouldn’t be the man I am today without the mistakes that ive made in life

Its my god given right to say what I want and do what most wont

Am I cold or is it just that I sold my soul is what I don’t know

Loco is a PERFECT word to describe me although

I have what most people don’t, rollin through solo