Reflections - Deanté Hitchcock

No matter where you go, no matter who you know

It’s gon' find you, it’s gon' find you (No point in running)

No matter where you turn, no matter what you earn

It’s gon' find you, it’s gon' find you (No point in running y’all)

Ayy, which me I’ma be today

I don’t know, 'cause at 17 I never really even thought that I’d see today

Will I be the me you know and love, or the one you don’t and judge?

Overthinking shit must run in my DNA, which mean I’ma be today

The takin' another year-uh

Drinkin' to forget 'bout the shitty living' in fear of

I’m flattenin' the bottle instead of facin' the mirror

When my nigga Dex died that’s really what made it clearer

I ain’t shit, or maybe I’m paranoid

Or maybe I sinned in my past life and I’m paying for it

Or maybe I’m holding you back from something much better for ya

Or maybe I found a chance to be safe and I settled for it

Which mean I’ma be

I been searching for answers since I was ye high

Swaying back and forth 'tween my consciousness and my chaos

Living like I know when I’m crossing over, I’m A.I.

Tryna stay ahead of my soul like De La

Tell me which me do you want?

Is it the oversensitive or the numb nigga?

Hiding from the pain like a dumb nigga

Ashamed of everything that he gained ever since he got in the game

'Cause everyone he wanna bring can’t come with him

Which me do you need?

I don’t even really know me, I’m scarred

Today the best of homies, but don’t know me tomorrow

Listen, and if you rappin' this and text that other shit about you

I got a feeling, you don’t even really know me at all