help_urself - Ezekiel

I hate you though

I hate you though

We gon' make this work through

Gone broke again off the dro'

Headaches when I’m coming home

When the suns out I’m gone

Mistakes on someone

Getting tired of being had

They’re getting tired of me being sad

Bottom of the lake in a bag

I feel it’s time now, any day

Been a while since I felt this way

Under skin and the flesh decay

Bout time someone took my place

In this time I met myself

It’s a broke life in a cell

Stay in don’t help yourself