Palette Video (MV)

You know shit is getting real when ya feelings in a tomb
And part of you wishing you was never squeezed from the womb
Keep my feet on the pavement and my eyes to the moon
Can't let em see me weak so I'm disguising the mood

But, f*ck pretending, i need no pity just rest and
Not having what you want turned out to be the shittiest lesson
I've learned, in a long time cuz school ain't doing shit for me
Falling and fading, shit is clear, I had to trip to see

It's crazy because my body's running differently
Crash on the mattress
My nigga I'm never missing sleep
I stare at these photos where I was smiling and sigh
I'm aware and low my depression mileage is high

I take my time when I cry and there's no shame in admitting
I'm seeing snakes I despise them and stay away from these niggas
Take my palette of pain and paint you a picture
Of how it's been lately for me, these the days that I'm living

Felt a ventricle crack when I shattered your heart
Self loathing sessions with myself and mad we're apart
Word to God this the worst decision to date to me
Reminiscing at Frank Liske under the shaded trees

I ain't sign up for the nightmares I'm haunted by
Being tormented and taunted with these raunchy vibes
Instead of focusing on what needed to be fixed
I picked fights rather than poaching my pride to agree to shit

Swear to God if granted a chance I'll change my ways
Been so sad, so inside is where I stay
Because I'm missing my lady, going crazy maybe
The anguish is great to take in, impossible to evade it

Considering the idea that the timing isn't right now
The brightest days without thou makes me conjure a slight frown