The Best Policy

One time for depression One time for the lesson That I was 'sposed to learn from this mess And it was supposed to be Some kind some kind of plan and some big message But my phones on silent So I ain't get shit but some hurt feelings and a burnt soul Niggas still saying "go to church" though And ooh that burns my torso In this warzone where they killing us And in Syria they bombing kids And civilians while we senselessly spending millions On some dumb shit, just for fun shit and I'm guilty too 'Cause right now I'm planning my next chain and some new J's Even with homelessness and then there's poor folk When we weren't talking, I read your horoscope To see if you was thinking about me As it turns out, now we speak again But I still wanna fuck hoes And that lines gon' get me in trouble But writing is the only place I feel safe enough to be vulnerable This is basically straight from the journal So gon' and ride with me And if I strike the nerve, gon' cry with me Looking in the mirror, my only fight is with me The irony is so highkey my thought processes don't like me 'Cause once I get comfortable then I settle down And the odds of being productive just so unlikely Cigarettes to distract my mind from what's really happening Grab a pint of Hen' to ignore the fact that my heart is cracking Grab an eighth of weed just to calm my nerves, take some [?] to smoke it Skeletons in my closet and it's so many, doors is wide open This is dope shit for the birds, I contemplated leaving Earth The only reason I ain't do it, I'd rather not go to hell and burn Plus my moms would be upset and I'd rather not chance that In a room full of people, I'm asking "where my friends at? " Looking at my phone late in the midnight hours Like when I'm feeling down man, who can I call to feel empowered? Who really got my back and What are your intentions? Oh you just showing off my blue check all in your mentions