(Hook)
I wanna turn those blue lights into strobe lights
Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights
Those blue lights into strobe lights
Maybe even fairy lights, not blue flashing lights

(Verse 1)
Thinking bout what’s made to be, what is made for me
Cause i’m in this water doggy paddling battling for the air that i’m grasping, so I don’t gladly sink
Cause I sadly see people meet their needs, but want to take from me
Sick of taking women out to dinner dates, just to fill a temporary void so she can talk to other mates
Sick of calling n****s my n****s when they got inner hate
I could give you all my food and still you will compare your plate
I been used, misused, battered and bruised, shattered to scattered wounds til my tank on E
You won’t feel my pain til my soul goes blank on me
Then you at my funeral wishing I could stay with thee
All you ever had to do was just check on me, but only check if there’s blue checks and some checks on me
To your own convenience is the only time you f**k wit me
But f**k it
I’m still standing like my words when I stand on it

(Hook)
I wanna turn those blue lights into strobe lights
Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights

(Verse 2)
Life is like Russian Roulette with this f**kin gun
Bullets that fill the clip, all except but f**kin one
Pullin it back and click it to see if it’s me it’s hittin
The chance of it in percentage ain’t slim, it’s close to a hun
I can’t afford to f**k up, one wrong move is gonna f**k me up
You can pour so much and people say you didn’t pour enough
When you pour so much, when you gon say that you poured enough?
Made so many sacrifices til my core’s pour is none
Staring at the person in the mirror on my wall
Getting mad and askin, “why you even giving it your all
Just to leave with blisters, scars, some tape to some bloody gauze
A list of everything from all the pain that people caused?”
But you don’t see that part cause I cover up all my flaws
And show you the broken pieces sewn that make full of my heart
Like drinks, drugs in my system creating this type of feeling
If s**t was different, would it make a difference?
I’m just in my thoughts
Do you hear me now?
Do you see me now?
Do you feel me now?
Are you f**kin wit me now?