FREON from NISSAN by Sefu

Self loathing in my room it’s dark and I know that I’m not right
Bought a pen and journals I stay up all night , nocturnal and I can’t even write
Find myself in empty relationships with people that ion even like
Momma bought punching bags that ion even strike
Catch the Opposition I could roll and bowl the pins
I spare em ion even strike
Prepare my eyes for having heavy conversations with father but ion even cry
My wings is clipped I spread em and ion fly
Doctor acting like she care asking if Im hurting myself and ian even lie
Lately I’m realizing the old me ain’t really die
I never touched the wrists, but I fucked up
Basketball season came and they seen the cuts on my thigh
And I’m 18 but I believe I fucking suck at love I struggle with patience
that’s a problem ion really have a problem with facing
I gotta stop name dropping all these women I find myself chasing
Just know, Imma cry when she and I finally make it
We aligned, her morals and divine mind is adjacent
I take note and notice who fail to call when I find myself aching
She see right through the blank stares and swear she can tell when I’m faking
I rather, niggas approach me and try to smoke me then masking the hating
Wish all my Nissan needed was Freon shit got me transferring like half of my savings
My Venus got me on demon time but I suppress the stress of primal instincts and cravings
I wear my flaws quite flawless and brazen
Pondered life in the restroom when I was stalling with razors
It’s hard to perceive yourself in the matrix
It’s hard to believe we started in cages
Now we sip like the bottles bottomless baby

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