III. Perfect Day

I

I was like this skill outta deal with the ills of life
This honest plight
Has me on point to fly
But when knocked I look back in desperation
The need for retention
The repression of my awful depression
Capsule after capsule on a search for a death wish
Hardly distinguished
Looking for the push above average
Just a junior in high school with insecurities
And self esteem issues
For these eyes you were a perfect visual
My persistence was knocked by not knowing what to do
A lot of growing to do
Sometimes I ask god why I met you so soon
Now I sit here and ask myself what was my perfect day
Sitting in class seeing you everyday
A haze in a beautiful maze
Taze my brain to keep me wide-awake

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These losing ways
Have me trying to paint my perfect day
Lookin back my rage kept me sane
During those awful days you in my life got me through that stage

II-

As I sift through the what to's
See you again is a must do
But for now I chase these dreams
That white Maserati
And a bad bitch who wouldn't hesitate to call me daddy
Lately I lost the love for the Grammys
Or the academy I just want to do good
The best that I can
You bet I crash
I bet you look at these lyrics and just can't grasp or understand
My plan
Blocked me off the social world
Was a virgin a social curse
On a chase for a wild girl
I mistook a flirt for some shit and got my dick wet
Lost the concept of love
Now I'm lost out in the cold all hurt
Tryin hard to remember the perfect day
It's still a haze
And I'm amazed I continue to dream about you everyday
It levels my want and hate
My patcience to wait
And not just let it all drain
To escape
And go away on a fast ass train

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Outro:

Those were horrible days
I think back to my perfect day
Seeing you in class I smile every time you laugh