text: Highschool in class think of droppin out
  But that be somethin I could never really talk about
  Everybody always said it aint an option how
  I could walk up in the office sign the doc and bounce
  Cuz 9th grade when the drama would rise up out
  The fuckin ground like a zombie Id walk around
  And people eye me down
  Its like they talk about me without givin a fuck bout what they talk about
  Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side
  While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night
  And I aint tryna justify shit
  Cant provide with empty pockets
  Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop
  I grew up around an abundance of
  Preppy motha fuckas never been one of em
  So because I wasnt conformin
  Didnt play sports or
  Listen to the stuff they bump
  Or rock the shit they rock
  Or talk the way they talk
  I was an easy target so they always pickin on me
  I had to brush it off like a dusty mop
  I let it slide givin time Ida got fed up
  Cuz I be walkin in the hallway hearin this shit all day
  Theres a limit that come with the shit that yall say
  People callin me a faggot for rappin and tellin me to kill myself like it dont even matter
  One day I said fuck it
  Threw a middle finger up
  At one the bullies on the bus when I was walkin way from it
  At first I was pissed that I been learnin to live with these people tellin me that I aint worthy of shit
  Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side
  While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night
  And I aint tryna justify shit
  Cant provide with empty pockets
  Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop
  Then a year later same deal but I started to smoke
  Chillin with my homies turned into us tryna get stoned
  Fridays were the days we would always wanna buy eights so we get high then buy food to keep us full
  I was smokin for a minute I dont know how often
  But my mom knew I was so it was causin problems
  I would always call her out like no your wrong its not a big fuckin deal I can do what I want
  And I regret that shit
  Soon enough a bad experience put me in depression wishin it would just end
  Used to wonder was it dust but it probably wasnt
  Coulda been that it was strong shit that I couldnt fuck with
  So I quit
  Bout 2 years later started smokin again
  And the same shit happened
  Landed me in therapy the first time around thankfully was already in a better program at the school the people there for me pushed for that
  So I would go to class in the afternoon until Im done and graduate
  All I have to say
  That Ida made it too far just to throw it all away and thats the thing
  Yeah we all feel lost sometimes but Im back up on the path I made
  Dont give a fuck what you have to say
  Makin music and improving on my craft can be challenging
  But Im trying hard thats the key
  Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side
  While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night
  And I aint tryna justify shit
  Cant provide with empty pockets
  Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop