Second Voicemail Video (MV)

Yeah, better part two but this time I'm really fine
Used to rap about that deep dark hole of mine
That I made it out of, thank God that I didn't stay
He knows that I'm impatient so I'm prone to complain
You make it better, ha, now that's really funny
Life's been better ever since you done departed from me
Yeah, the music better, I'm losing the pressure this can't be real
I ain't felt this way in months
Maybe a couple years, a couple tears
A couple empty letters wrote
A couple arguing at night, a couple hearts broke
A couple secrets that they kept, a couple empty promises
You ain't never understand the pain until you go through this
The empty voice that you both steady tryna fill
The unrealistic love you both really wanna feel
All them long nights overthinking got you here
This the same pain that make the same person kill
The same person that done took so long to heal
Now he back in the mix of this pain mill
Now he turning in the life of this pain wheel
Man, this get treacherous
Yeah, I been stuck in my mind for like three days
Cause I been picking my thoughts I been looking at the world and all the stuff I lost
I either forgive or forget and I move on
This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone
This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone
This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone
Yeah, I don't love to involve myself within beef
But since you here, I might as well put some things to sleep
Heard a little lamb was talking to someone about me
Should've sat and played your role, you should've been a sheep
Thought you was better, I thought you put it all to rest
You really thought that I was moved by all those empty threats
If we being honest, we both know that you still obsessed
Wear my shoes cause it's time to stomp out all the pests
And to the spy that you sent to my job that was on a chase
If he was a real man, then he would've said it to my face
Telling people how I did you wrong and how I was fake
But I'd be wrong if I exposed you for the people that you take advantage of
Well, I ain't, well, honestly, it all depends
If you stay focused on your meds
I'll focus on my pen
And you understand you'll never fit inside this world I'm in
This the second voicemail, girl, pick up the phone