Confusion
• Written by Temp-The-Kidd
uh yea, uh yea
Started off, in a small lot
Started early, gotta smoke pot
losing myself, its a lot
feeling down, gotta let me rot, uh
Stopping me, from losing you
I don't know, what I'm gonna do
put through too much
Losing myself
including my touch
Vision, its changing, feel like its waving, uh
My heart is losing its not confusion
its just the bruising
don't get confusing
My mind goes crazy
and I get lazy
Way to fast and it wont last
two more puffs then I promise ill pass
I promise ill pass..
I promise ill pass..
I promise ill pass..
Lookin back when I was young
always hoping it was dumb
ended up smoking, and drinking
Too much and it stopped my thinking, uh
always got asked "yo are you blinking"
being sober got me thinking
what if I do this for hours
don't have much power
cant control the world
but I can control what I do with my hours
I don't have too much power
so I'm lying and dying
so many people constantly crying
All I need is a few more puffs
I know I started out rough
I didn't think I could get steeper, uh
I'm sliding down and I'm asking, uh
could it get deeper
could it get deeper, uh
I don't wanna lie
I don't wanna die
destiny it doesn't follow me
only follows you
my future sealed
it was a locked deal, uh
never gonna be swayed
until the end of my god damn days
a few more glasses and passes
hopefully will keep me
sane
...
Goodbye
...
Goodbye
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Temp-The-Kidd
Member since March 1 2023