self-doubt, its like i can't take a step without, beating my self down, but i think its just life seeing what i'm really about, old days used to be a class-clown, i was always different so, just hear me out, i can never show no love cause i got none for myself, this whole time i been confined to my own cell, this whole time i been creatin' my own hell, now my back against the wall, demons they gon' sprawl again, n' my whole life feel like i been fallin' in, sippin gin for all those i've abandoned since, never been in touch with myself, always overcome with lust, wish for just once i could have some trust in myself, fuckin done with these highs n lows, n at times i swear my mind is gross, still i try but i can't let go, all the pain paid in full,
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