[Verse: Blessed] Sometimes I'm just lost Following stars to a home I've never been to and might not even like Doing shit I wasn't into and telling stories through a mic Breaking hearts along the way on a journey just to find mind Enemies act like friends but jealousy is just like fine wine The longer it exists; the stronger it gets and I'm just waiting on my time But the waiting room is lonely When it only seems like their time. So when it's me, myself, and clowns just competing for some air-time So in the meantime I just lace these Jeremy Scotts on my feet Cause it's me against the world, it's getting harder to compete I mean the God in me wants to be a hero for the children But playing that they're a villain is so often more appealing So I Russian roulette these dreams. I might survive and it might kill me After a drive by shooting stars so gangsters and dreamers feel me But the real me's shooting truth in my system like it's crack Getting high on self-esteem these insecurities attack See it hurts, but it's a lesson when your boys become your yes-men When girls wanna use you but it feels good just to let them When the modus of your family got you questioning your best friend Yes, these game you play when you're on varsity are tough, when you're a freshman
