M e [prod. By SIMBA]

M e [prod. by SIMBA] cause that person use to be me And part of him is still breathing I keep looking in the mirror to see which one I'm feeding i was smoking joints and GBs going round like a CD and i was always with my best friend but neither of us were really free Light left my eyes each time i got high i died more inside i was running from the Truth the worst part was i knew i’d roll 1 with the moon window down as i cruised round 2 around noon 3 times by 4 o’clock and soon i couldn’t stop each day after work a blunt rolled by 5 i’d walk down the street a little over a mile 6,000 steps then into the tree line i’d cross over a stream by a tree on it’s side I’d sit down on a bench where 7 birds fly i’d give it a spark inhale, my soul cried i’d look up at the sky Then down at my weed This battle raged inside I knew it was killing me wouldn’t even get high it just became a need every breath was a sigh And every time i would breathe Inside of my mind One question One thought on repeat do i want God or to be empty? A hit in between and then exhale deeply about half way through it I would throw it at my feet stomp it in the dirt but feeling so defeated walking home with my head low the .gif repeated this was my routine it lasted 8 weeks every single day back to the previous scene and this entire time i was making Other Music but 9 times out of 10 my spirit it was losing cause I couldn't escape All the internal bruising That my mistakes gave cause I tried to paint over it with a nice shade of white And overlook the fact I had fallen from Light From The Walk Mixtape that was back in May But June is when I stumbled an avalanche it became The Conversion of a snowball To boulder rolling away But only half of that song was true that day and the next few months I already portrayed in the verse before Light vs. Dark And my back and forth Same lesson everyday But I would crash off course Alone is what felt cause i was running right to hell I knew the way back but wouldn't humble myself Then right after October i finally got sober again Only cause a concussion Knocked some sense in my head by Kennedy Betts Was my attempt to confess 11 Road to Jesus songs within two weeks of this But I never faced the depths of how far I transgressed Thought I could say sorry and then just forget? But that's not how it works I let the demons back in heavier and worse than the initial bondage I kept talking about freedom But i myself was a hostage the year changed and i was sober now, but binge watching anime distracting myself, it’s hard to get out when you ignore the right way then Χριστόφορος was published in May one month later reaching into darkness Thought I was giving help But my heart was still hardened I still struggled in myself Story 小説 from then til August First 12 chapters showed what I really felt