That Talking to Myself Bullshit

Ok do you see me now
Am here and they wonder how
A black girl with dreams from the south
Could have it all figured out
They said i'd never do much
See them tryna pull stunts
Yes everything gonna end
But can i please have a good start
Look in my damn eyes for a bit
Too many damn lies that i see
Am feeling the abuse and the shit
My own point of views don’t exist
Shit that bullshit
That talking to myself bullshit
Tryna keep whats left of my mind
Please dont make me loose it
Put your favourite mcees in a line
I'd be 1 2 3 4 and 5
See them all tryna be just like I
Its a fucking tragedy whеn i rhyme
Oops you better sip slow
You now tunеd to my freak show
Ama take you all on a ride
Get high shall we fly yes
Get high shall we fly yes
Get high shall we fly yes