Lyrics Kind Shoulder - Kurudj

Back home with rage
Three ounces, cage
Opens at 8 am
Cleared my eyes
Gloomy skies
Glooby loops will suffice
No prayings cause there's no god
No cravings for what we're not
Supposed to be craving for
I was taught to survive with a bulletproof door
The mentality is stuck between the teeth
And I can't get it, hide in sheath
So I hide and seek for light in living
Beneath the sheath I'm warm, cozy, comfy, grieving
All of us are battling demons
When and where will they forgive us?
Open mouths for angelic semen (wow, that was too much)
In my mind I'm not a free man
So I started trying ripping
Chains that are all around me
Cause I wanna be like King, like Ghandi
I'm not that influenced by West
But I escaped and flew the nest
Coming back with the rage for the rest
Surviving does not equal being the best
I've been given wings to fly
I fly as high as the sun allows you to
I will die with nothing to show for it
So I'm trying to hug the stars
Like Elon and Mars
Not sorry for the scars
Smiling with each of them
Coughing out my blood with phlegm
I like the sun shining above
And the rain washing my blood

Afraid of letting go
Afraid of battling more
Than I think I can handle
But I like to be challenged
I like to be slapped
She thinks I'm sadistic
But I'm more realistic
We wish it was more simplistic
People there like the problems
To rise from the bottoms
Or to raise our bottoms
Life's a stack, like a column
In a space where I'm always in grief about mistakes
In grief about my exes, about people who're fake
I fake my potential, hiding in well
Hiding me well, spooning in my shell
Making my best of it, I'm compromised
By dad has been giving me all of disguise
Tuition and housing, I'm so fucking lucky
I am not on the top, despise the supplies
I wish I could give back, but not as a payback
Rise to the level, I could show what I cost
I could show what I got, not cry bout the bitches
Bout fallen friendships, water under the bridges
I work and I'm happy
Themselves they are happy
That is my life goal
A percent of the poll
Slide money and roll
Side bitches like talking to walls
Never worth it so I turn to the souls
That give me happiness
Listening to sappiness
Pushing me instead of pulling
I have been pulled once and now I am cooling
Stop fucking whining, who you fuckin fooling