
Thank God I have a place to live
Thank God I have a place to sleep
Thank God I have a place to rest my head when mentally I’m weak
Can barely recognize myself
When I first got here I was smaller
Whether that was my mind, body, or how I speak to you
I’m glad my past didn’t follow me
I upgraded bigger moves
Practiced tolerance on people who can never hear the truth
I’ve been so distant that you gotta travel miles just to reach my mind
Climb inside it, learn it, know it better over time
I see right through when we conversatin'
Can’t help but roll my eyes
I’ve been there
Done that
So I guess that I’m fine
I feel connected to some people
But could never explain it
Call me crazy everywhere I go
I never retained it cause now I know
The ones that think that their sane are just in pain
imagination sucked through the drain
And still I’ll hear you out
Promise I’ll hear you out
And I’ve never been confused
About this fuckin life
They gaslight me into thinkin that maybe I might
Maybe your right
I’ll hide a bigger piece of me now
Put reality in play so I’ll be drowning you out
Holdin my breath
Till I’m alone next
Late nights in my room startin to feel like a therapy session up on the wall show my achievements so my ego can feel it
and then get high real high til I really can feel it
But thank God
Thank God I have a place to live
Thank God I have a place to sleep
Thank God I have a place to rest my head when mentally I’m weak
Can barely recognize myself
When I first got here I was smaller
Whether that was my mind, body, or how I speak to you
I’m glad my past didn’t follow me
I upgraded bigger moves
Practiced tolerance on people who could never hear the truth
I’ve been so distant that you gotta travel miles just to reach my mind
Climb inside it, learn it, know it better over time
I started out in the grease
Hands deep fried in oil
Go to work instead of school
Where all my patience was boiled
And I was only 16, men were hittin on me, greedy wantin attention
just a teenage dream
All my coworkers doing drugs in the lot
Everyday things
17 eatin my lunch
beside him shaking
Exposed to the epitome of what I thought was hard to be but recently I see it’s easier than what it used to be to give up
To let go
To hang on
To stay low
With your head down and your guard up
Always running
Always hidin
Ain’t got no one in your pocket by your side and in your cycle in your patterns
That is hell to me
Of course I took the latter
Got this courage from my ancestors
To be better
And if I didn’t have it I sure would be in that hell with you
Thank God
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