She think it's Minecraft she hit the strip and get rich

I told her that's not how it works man quit

My hands are full baby that's too much to equip

Just know you can't make money that quick

But as long as I'm here I'm goin' try to get that whip

Whip that bitch as fast as it goes

Communication drying up but you can get ahold

No more sex just to fill up empty holes

I'm talking bout the holes in our heart man

It's ripping us apart just to be so low

After last summer man you seem so cold

If you knew about the bitches in the past you would curse my soul

Just listening to this it probably irks you the most

And Everytime I'm near it's like you seeing a ghost

I still can't find it in my heart to be close

Cause' music took up way more time then it's supposed to

I see them on the outside tryna' get in

Tryna fit in tryna act like kin

This shit hurt worse than a scooter to the shin

All these ex friends turned to coulda- woulda-beens

Still keep it P' when I'm faking every grin

Cause' some things you can't understand like Ben Grimm

If YVB peaked back in 2019 then I think I'm in the hotseat to do it all again

Producing every beat

director of the sounds

This the only thing I know how to do now

I don't understand feelings unless I write them down,

But when I close my eyes all the colors make a sound

My mind racing 200 miles and thoughts loud

And sometimes I can't stop them from spilling out

And even when words hurt the people that I love

I just look up above and blame god like a child

Seven is shed

Thank you