Lyrics The Fine Print - Empathy

I wouldn't normally talk about shit this personal on record, but
This is the fine print, uhh, the
The shit in life you don't always read
That turns out to be important
Everyday I blaze just to mask the pain
Don't wanna talk about it, bruh
Just pass the flame
This not Olympic Games, I run in place
I keep it to myself, don't help me
I'll die this way
I got a mate who passed a month ago today
I'm regrettin' losin' contact
Had the fullest plate
But I'm lookin' back on it now
It can't be changed
What's the point of eatin' good when no one shares the weight?
Miss my Mama couple days since we was speakin'
Saw my father, kept it in, I guess I'll leave it
Depression waves since I's a kid, I'm feelin' seasick
I had a dream I killed myself while I was sleepin'
Spliffs are burnin' through my soul, I couldn't put 'em out
I guess there's shit the kid is always tryna figure out
She only pick up when she wants what I be puttin' down
Wanna kill each other, then we fuckin' in a couple hours
Distant from the friends that were there from the start
Different hands that we were dealt
I'm still collectin' the cards
I remember when I told 'em I was writin' these bars
That takin' me far, I need a new release that ain't harm-ful
To me and my loved ones
I hate that my Mum thought
I was dealin' 'cause of the amounts I would splurge on
She see I ain't takin' self care I just keep goin'
Can't eat, sleep, shower 'til I've popped all I can, knowin'
I'm afraid I'll wind up dead or stuck in the can
Hold on baby, we can't fuck until I've popped me a xan
Paranoia is a bitch, I ain't been trustin' my friends
Even though my girl is loyal, still be playin' pretend
Around other men, actin' like I ain't wanna front
Second they look at me, havin' me like, "Yeah fuckin' what?!"
People say they down but only really down for the drugs
Only come around when I got pounds of loud they can puff
I can't lie
I put my family behind rap shit
Been workin' so damn hard my Mama thinks imma drop dead
All those fuckers at my school who said I'm a drop kick
Are pregnant to a dickhead or must do what the judge says
My time is currency and currently I been broke
Give a fuck about the paper just want time on my own
To blaze up the dro, write some shit to pivot the world
All I want is spend forever with just me and my girl, for real
I think I'll die from the way that I'm livin'
Disconnected from my life, smoke is cloudin' my vision
I stay focused in this bitch, unlike you fuckers who livid
People quick to lose they shit
It got them lookin' like children (Hahaha, fuckhead)
Sometimes I need a second, no one get it in reality
My music is my message that I've settled with mortality
Make this life my bitch, when people switch
I give a fuck about it, I'll just keep a spliff
And write this shit 'til I get somethin' out it
Make this life my bitch, when people switch
I give a fuck about it, I'll just keep a spliff
And write this shit 'til I get somethin' out it
I'll just keep a spliff and write this shit
'Til I get somethin' out it
I said
I'll just keep a spliff and write this shit
'Til I get somethin' out it