the last sad song

uh

mhmm

ah

ooh

mhmm

nah

ain't get to talk to grandma

but i know she feeling bad

we lost auntie bara

right after we lost grandad

times gettin' harder

it be too much on my brain

i know deja's smilin'

the only one who understood my pain

it's safe to say it's gettin' deeper

'cause the reaper takin' my people

my dreams are gettin' cheaper

but music ain't felt the same since i met timmy and quesha

i was laying on my bed

finna write me a poem

and my phone started ringing

it was homie

and he told me if it ain't killing you

nigga

it's making you stronger

stay far away from fuck niggas and the corona

and i smiled

yeah

i smiled

'cause i been battlin' these demons since i was a lil' child

time let 'em go

i just thought i'd let you know that my heart been broke

ever since i jumped off the porch

i come out that bottom

i was swimmin' with the piranhas

and for them commas

i would tie up a nigga momma

filled with aggression

in the middle of a depression

bitch

i was stressin'

feeling unwanted and accepted

kicked out the house

goin' back and forth with ol' girl at ol' nana couch

feelin' like fuck the world

still to this day

i can hear myself say

get off your ass