Sad boi shit

[Verse 1]
Low-key I feel like the best
But then I fall back down to earth with the rest
Low-key I'm stubborn I'm pressed
But I ain't never been a nigga to wrest
I got this shit on my chest
I play the game like it's chess
Always been better at checkers
But last time I won was like never
That's a metephor for everything
I been clinging onto hope like
This one here could be my whole life
Stay concealed but never just strike
Like, Yikes, Is he alright?
Yeah I move ahead, but I lost sight
Trying to embed, but I can't quite
It happen again so I just write (Yeah)
I cannot be serious
I drive myself to the point where I'm ferious
Damn I just get so delirious
And it be all the various
Signs that I make up
Shit that I should never think to take up
I she doing this or wearing make-up
I'm so fucking sleep I need to wake up god damn

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, Yeah, Nobody stick around
Guess it's my fault, guess it's my fault
Cause right when they let me down, easy
Yeah, I gotta cut em off
Yeah, I gotta cut em off
Yeah, I guess my love is lost

[Chorus]
Kick to the curb, Kick to the curb
I gotta kick to the curb
Kick to the curb, Kick to the curb
I gotta kick to the curb
Kick to the curb, Kick to the curb
I gotta kick to the curb
I gotta cut em off, I guess my love is lost