P.T.S.D.

Them demons coming after me Got me falling down to my knees Scarred tryna make em leave Another day so I can breath Coming after me Got me scarred running in my sleep Always there in back of me Dreams or reality Coming after me Got me falling down to my knees Scarred tryna make em leave Another day so I can breath Coming after me Got me scarred running in my sleep Always there in back of me Dreams or reality Look where I been look where I've gone I feel the pain when I'm there all alone I'm at the window I'm holding the chrome Paranoid from hearing the phone Yeah yeah in a zone Don't know if I'm right or wrong Mama saying come back home Not the same since I been gone The ones that hate they weapons are drawn The ones with love you rest in their arms Rest in their arms that's when you calm That's when them demons they leave you alone Tryna get thru it to weather the storm Not realizing a gun in your palm Before you know it police on your lawn All of this trauma can set off alarms There no where for you to run Put your hand up drop your gun Look around it's lots of them It's lots of them and none are friends Choices not so optional Starring through these opticals There's so many obstacles PTSD's possible Them demons coming after me Got me falling down to my knees Scarred tryna make em leave Another day so I can breath Coming after me Got me scarred running in my sleep Always there in back of me Dreams or reality Coming after me Got me falling down to my knees Scarred tryna make em leave Another day so I can breath Coming after me Got me scarred running in my sleep Always there in back of me Dreams or reality PTSD Its blood on these streets It's Blood on my feet Those Bullets miss me Can doctors fix me My brain is mince meat I'm scarred to go to sleep Cuz them demons after me Call the emergency What's real or fake is the urgency What they do to me Went over to fight fa my country This shit is not comfy Just pills and a comfort I'm sleep or unconscious I'm dying I'm punching But not hitting nothing Them doctors they fronting Ain't telling me nothing Dem demons keep comin I'm bout to hurt something My girl is afraid with 1 in her stomach She leaving the house to go live with her cousin Just me in da bed alone with the covers When demons is coming it's no one to cuddle The pain is subtle It's more like a bubble It pops when you touch it The glock on my stomach I'm ready to clutch it They comin I'm bussin I'm waking up screaming Sweating from dreaming I can not sleep but you know the reason Sipping I'm leaning It got me feening Running and running keep Running from demons Is it my fault what are the reasons Callin my girl begging and pleading Every evening focus on breathing Gun in my palm fuck it I'm leaving