December ’18

Wuhu, je sens comment tu es en joie
Comment il y a du monde qui est en train de crier
Ok, ça fait plaîsir, amuse-toi bien, prends bien soin de toi
Bonne nuit, bisous
Bye

I’m running, I’m running out of time
I‘m running, I‘m running out of time

December '18 I took my mother Christmas shopping
Last time I felt this complete, I heard my first recording
Rewarding instance, I just want to tell her quit your job
You paved the way for us to make it off the muddy floors
Mirror on the wall, tell me who am I when I‘m alone?
I’m trying to keep a straight face whenever times is hard
And bills is getting heavy, you just got you a ticket
Your niece is having babies
Relatives that call the curtains
And y‘all keep asking me if this about money or love
To tell the truth, that love has never paid for the above
Never had a thing so I sing, making up for it
One thing ‘bout music when it hits, you feel no damage
My dreams is bigger than me, please understand
That I’m tryna make a living off this thing to give a hand
And share my light with you, the less fortunate
Despite our family issues, I learned what fortune meant
November’s own, I refuse to be a wasted talent
Always up for any challenge, anybody, any problem
Pressure me and you’ll get diamonds
But pressure fuels my paranoia
Stepping out the box til I’m face to face with Miss Pandora, huh
The twisted mind of a scorpio
Too conflicted
See, I might need me a therapist
Who am I kidding?
Cuz don’t we all? We all going through it
Weather the storm
Yeah, we all going through it
Weather the storm