In a minute everything that I've owned up to will be shot out the window--
not like its gonna matter if i said that it was my fault.
Might take a weight off their shoulders lifting em up to to my height,
I'm 5'3, so whats that say about their conscience or confidence?
All i know is they are definitely not my confidant.
Only considered an acquaintance to me cause their personality has a constant need for maintenance.
Been pushed down 2, 3 or 4 too many times.
Their all looking at me like I'm from another blood line.
Blood streaming down my upper lip, to my chin, till it hits the floor in front of my eyes.
A little abuse doesn't seem that wrong to me, but in another persons mind that could definitely shift their outlook on reality.
I'm writing down lists of the reasons why I'm still lyin, only trying to realize what the hell is my problem.
Still reaching to the skyline, with what i can offer still there's no one to see my side.
Cant wait for any of that shit to fall in my lap, im running just trying to see a fucking gap to where i can put my foot in.
Pressing each side out with the strength of both of my arms, what the fuck is talent anymore no ish is real.
Im talking back to CEOs just pushing to reveal....their lies, like who are you to tell me what is right and what is wrong. Cause ill be sittin higher than you in no telling how long.
Then who'll be pushing on those obstacles landin in the way, of dreams, all i know is they got nothing on me.
not like its gonna matter if i said that it was my fault.
Might take a weight off their shoulders lifting em up to to my height,
I'm 5'3, so whats that say about their conscience or confidence?
All i know is they are definitely not my confidant.
Only considered an acquaintance to me cause their personality has a constant need for maintenance.
Been pushed down 2, 3 or 4 too many times.
Their all looking at me like I'm from another blood line.
Blood streaming down my upper lip, to my chin, till it hits the floor in front of my eyes.
A little abuse doesn't seem that wrong to me, but in another persons mind that could definitely shift their outlook on reality.
I'm writing down lists of the reasons why I'm still lyin, only trying to realize what the hell is my problem.
Still reaching to the skyline, with what i can offer still there's no one to see my side.
Cant wait for any of that shit to fall in my lap, im running just trying to see a fucking gap to where i can put my foot in.
Pressing each side out with the strength of both of my arms, what the fuck is talent anymore no ish is real.
Im talking back to CEOs just pushing to reveal....their lies, like who are you to tell me what is right and what is wrong. Cause ill be sittin higher than you in no telling how long.
Then who'll be pushing on those obstacles landin in the way, of dreams, all i know is they got nothing on me.
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