CurTLPis

[Verse 1]

Tying nooses round his neck
If they found him that day would they lose respect
Think about all those checks
All gone down the drain with his last breath

So I guess we happy he didn't go through with it
Now currently hoping his mood gets some improvement
And all in all progression gets the moving
Yeah

But who are you to get involved
Not knowing what he been through, no problems solved
Just problems added
Failing mathematics
Constant backflips
Tryna turn situations around to still facing the same mirror
Face the same demons
Within him
No sinning
Angelic
Almost
Except for the constant suicidal panic
But your God blessed him with too powerful a mind
To the point where he outgrew his master when he realised
He ain't getting help on the course to being fine
He on his own
In his own world in his own mind
Tryna get his life back in line
Tryna fight to get him feeling fine
Dear Curtis please come back to your old mind

[Chorus]

Forevers never last
Never last

[Verse 2]

The happiness in which he resides
Slowly slipped out his mind
And now he going to bed every night
Praying for a flatline

Once you cross a certain threshold of pain
You realise that you ain't the same

And things for this homie started to change
He thought the smiles would last forever
Thought he'd always be blanketed by comfortable weather
But now everydays a dark storm
The happy days gone, now depression's a norm

But Forevers never last

[Chorus]

Forevers never last
Never last

[Verse 3]

But when we read into it
Probably the last five six years of his life spent
Wishing he could earn a smile
Or some pride
In himself
Fuck the lies
Fuck the little things that get patronized
Fuck everything else
Fuck you fake friends
He'd look in the mirror say fuck you to himself
And now all the paranoia haunting him

Drown your sorrows in the bottom of that gin
Bad omen
Everytime another brother get close to him
And every relationship failed coz he himself highlighted the failures in him
But because he ain't bowing down to your god that's another sin
He's sorry he ain't about that genocide and that judgement

So much pain but you'll never see him cry
And that's not about acting happy it's just all his tears are dried
So many wonderful things that you could do
Ps nigga we miss the old you
Good god man