Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well

I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the

things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves

Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in bed

I ain't even trying to rap about it, I'm just trying to tell you how I feel

I don't even care if I'm off beat, I don't even care if I sound weak

I don't even got no confidence left inside of myself

I don't even want to perform no more, it's a lie that I tell myself

This is my diary entry, so I guess that I'm supposed to say some real shit

But all I'm doing is speaking from my perspective, so how much realer could it get

I die by my choice, but I'm still scared to death

And I still pray every day before meals and before rest

Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well

I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the

things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves

Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in bed

Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well

I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the

things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves

Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in

How can you tell when love is mature

Well, mature love is more settled

Mature love has something of the other kind of love in it and something more

It's tender, unselfish, cooperative

When I get serious about somebody, Mom, I want to have that kind of love

That's a good idea, dear