Lyrics

Wouldn't let me in the game
They had me sitting on the bench
Had to figure out my worth
I had to make it make cents
Can't ack like the complements
Didn't boost my confidence
I ain't perfect cuz without it
Had me feeling irrelevant
No I ain't settling I'm writing up prescriptions
Like a doctor prescribe medicine
I'm not the one to bet against
Ain't gotta tell me
Yea I know I'm slightly arrogant
Took somethings for granted felt embarrassing
I'm treating the instrumental like a therapist
I'm still repairing damages
I'm still walking around with got a couple of bandages
Can't blame it on the disadvantages
Because I know better
When I stop thinking about the bread
I end up getting more cheddar
Thinking about the times I almost gave up
Had me more fed up
I use it as motivation
Staying patient writing this letter
Started from basement got complacent
But I'm too clever
Written by: CORCZIONNE A SMITH
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