Relapse

Broken down bad and I wanna get you back
But you say that I don't got the racks
What you got now bitch I’m laying down tracks
Coming for ya heart bitch I'm laying down facts
Forgot about you for a second boutta relapse
Feeling so weak man I'm boutta collapse
Chasing your ghost and I’m getting fucking lapped
Don't want me back and I'm feeling attacked
Taking all these drugs and I'm feeling abstract
No one gives a fuck how you feeling man that feeling so wack
Fiendin for ya body girl I gotta get ya back
Steady making moves and I'm steady serving yak
Anything I gotta do to get the fucking racks
Rob a motha fucka blind never turn ya back
Hit the fucking road with a new back pack
Show ya what I did and I get my face smacked
You from my life yeah I gotta subtract

Quit the fucking pills but depression got me pressing on the seal
Said I'm over you now obsession what I feel
Everyday I'm overwhelmed what's the fucking deal
In my head I fantasize about me and you
Bitch I never knew that you had a different view
Used to keep the pieces of my head together like you were the glue
Boutta have a mental breakdown all this shit I’m going thru
Maybe if I cut you off I’d be feeling fucking brand new
Now you on my brain like a fucking tattoo
Stabbing at my heart like you practice voodoo
Reminiscing memories like deja vu
Everything I gotta say it's overdue

My obsession turned depression
I wanna fucking mention
I love the fuckin tension
Used to be part of my vision
Your heart part of my mission
Coming for you key in d ignition
Look at what you’ve done
Never even made me cum
Now I'm lookin like a bum
Scared of love gonna fucking run
Showed you love and then you fled
Always knew I'd end up dead, tho not this early
Need someone but not me clearly
Stab my chest still love you dearly
Never scared of shit you fucking fear me
Calling out your name bitch do you hear me?