48 Hours

I've been up for forty-eight hours

No food in my stomach ****

No truth it's redundant figures

I've been up for fourty-eight hours

Starving for acceptance

Dealing with depression, got me

Forty-eight hours

Forty-eight hours

Co-dependent on money that'll buy me a pendant

Other half is my addiction to living

Wouldn't say I'm scared to die but I don't wanna live a life

That feels like it was wasted

Remember them rhymes I pasted

On the walls in my head

It's calligraphy I'd write them as I'd go to bed

Hyper active my mind is

So I stayed up as it races

I seen mama and grandmama fall out bout bluefaces

That shii full circle cause I be relating

I love them but when they say it

They obviously faking

I can see in they heart empathy is vacant

They living complacent

Ready to crash out bout some cents

That shii get irritating

Acting irrational bout petty shii can drive a wedge between relationship

I guess that's what I'm doing with my penmanship

I ain't no better in God's eyes, I'm living in sin

Sooner than later I promise I'll get right

I don't wanna be locked out of heaven when I take flight

I wanna let go of all my plight so I write and write

My wrongs till I'm alright

I ain't no better than Ye

But yee, shall see once tarnished

Once I'm burned out of clothes no garments

My soul is naked and bare ready to bare with the results of my test

Ready to let go of my vessel once I learn to let go of what's left

Say goodbye to my flesh, and prepare for what's next

I've been up for forty-eight hours

No food in my stomach ****

No truth it's redundant figures

I've been up for fourty-eight hours

Starving for acceptance

Dealing with depression, got me

Forty-eight hours

Forty-eight hours

What if I had forty-eight hours left to live

Forty-eight hours left to give

Forty-eight hours left to love

Forty-eight hours what the fuck

Will I regret what I have done

Do I embrace what's to come

I ain't even get to have my son

Or my own babygirl to father

Don't mean to bother

But my mental stuck in a gear that won't let me push on farther

This gravity weighing on me, and the feeling somber

I guess it's time I do some self reflection before I'm here no longer

Will you sing a song for me

Put on Born Sinner and play track fourteen

That shii is a masterpiece

On my way down like I'm TLC

Tables Ladders Chairs, there's no more wrestling

It's time that I live my truth and give you an honest story

This is my allegory, adore me

My dear, just adore me

I can't keep dealing with this feeling

I feel like gravity got a hold on me

It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones

It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones

It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones

It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones