Lyrics:
Not even sure if I know if I'm breathing
Mental be changing with seasons
Nobody believe me
Crowd source my own self esteem
Living life without
the air without a care,
I'm so sauna
,Not just Shauna (What the fuck?), bite my aura,
I'm light pink one, fuck you think, son? (No way!),
What you write
without it HA
This the type of shit they feeling the most
Want imma get it got you know
This the type of shit they feeling the most
Want imma get it got you
not fair you're treating something without evidence that its even fucking there
Not a problem, I have the power to declare you're mentally ill
And for
facing facts
And never looking back
How why' livin',
Are why' living your life
How why' livin'
Are you treating her right
How why' livin'
Are
Here's my diagnosis
You've been dosed with his gross hypnosis
You'd have hope if you broke his focus
And awoke from his hocus pocus
Go break this curse
I Don't Want You Treating Me Like, I Can't Read,
I Don't Want You Treating Me Like, I Can't Read,
Being with besties I’m a beefy boldozer, breaking
without any scars
I'm not brittle well, maybe just a little
A little
I'm not brittle (I'm not a diagnosis)
I tell myself
Keep breathing, don't lose focus
you could not even see
Diagnosis it’s not you it’s me
I walk around the corner in the city when I’m older
And I look into your face and you say
Remember
you're mentally ill
It doesn't necessarily mean you have some serious medical diagnosis
And I want to be careful to say
Yes of course things can go wrong
head Sometimes it's the judgement leaves us feeling dead
World's got a penchant for over-diagnosis Putting us in boxes without much prognosis
Let's
know ohh
I don't think that life is treating me right, treating me right, treating me
I don't think that life is treating me right, treating me right,
know ohh
I don't think that life is treating me right, treating me right, treating me
I don't think that life is treating me right, treating me right,
need for a diagnosis
Beyond claustrophobic
So I stay loaded like an explosive
Sorry baby I'm about to blow
And it's just my thing I'll never love a hoe
Treating her right so no one can take her
Buying her jewelry she want the Cartier
She like the way I talk, she love my grammar
I'm the same nigga without
hearted how's the world treating you
(Do you wonder about me like I'm hoping you do
Are you lonesome without me have you found someone new)
Are you
How's the world treating you?
Do you wonder about me
Like I'm hoping you do?
Are you lonesome without me?
Have you found someone new?
Are you
the world treating you?
Do you wonder about me?
Like I'm hoping you do
Are you lonesome without me?
Have you found someone new?
Are you burning
How's the world treating you?
Do you wonder about me
Like I'm hoping you do?
Are you lonesome without me?
Have you found someone new?
Are you
friends without warning
In the age of diagnosis
We've all got something
Battle tested hidden scars
You never see 'em coming
The young ones think it's so
to the holier than thou
Pardon my glamorous little sit down
Give me a minute
I'm all good now
Can't stand this bit
Can't cope with my diagnosis
If work permits
the proponents of these measures
To write articles and large studies without even mentioning the downsides
Here's a brief look at the cost of stringencies in
the world treating you?
Do you wonder about me?
Like I'm hoping you do
Are you lonesome without me?
Have you found someone new?
Are you burning
do
30th of January 2020
WHO declares a global public health emergency
With 86 cases outside of China
86 of 6.4 billion had covid diagnosis, my
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