Song: Vent
Year: 2012
Viewed: 64 - Published at: 6 years ago

[Verse 1: Coolroy]
I haven't eaten in days/
I've become a victim to all my addictive ways/
Depression is progressin' it's reflectin' in my weight/
Shorty said she love me but she can't no longer stay/
So I resort to getting high with guys around the way/
Pain all inside me don't know how to let it go/
Probably cause I was raised to never let it show/
Man yall don't even know the speed that I was forced to grow/
See I was only 10 when I saw that nigga slit his throat/
Now they tryna do me the same/
Not literally, they tryna take my pen from me/
Contributing to my misery/
My girlfriend of three years is sayin' she don't want no kid from me/
But she is four months pregnant, man that fucked me up mentally/
I'm trembling, remembering the days when I was 16/
Before the drugs or liquor overran me I had big dreams/
Now I'm just that high nigga, used to be that fly nigga/
Tell you that I'm doing good I'm barley getting by nigga/
Figured they're after our mind trigger/
Thinking about ending my life quicker/
I give up/
I've been on that road stedy to climb nigga/
Every time I sleep I hear these voices in my mind/
Man they get so mixed up in there I can't tell which one is mine/
I think I'm 'bout to lose it, if I do I'll never find/
But at this rate I'm going it's just a matter of time/
And shit while we on it, what's the matter with time?/
It seems just a year ago I was doing just fine/
Had some money in my pocket and a women in my bed/
Some food in my stomach I wasn't standing on this ledge/
But now I'm fucked up these devil's dancing in my head/
I wanna pray but can't remember any bible verse I read/
Did ya over/
I know you said you comin' back but tell me what's the hold up?/
My life is getting colder only way I know to warm up/
Is mixing liquor and soda/
And life is such a bitch and I just can't control her/
I'm not one to complain but dammit I feel plain/
Every time I look in the mirror I feel lame/
Emotional damage is worse than the real pain/
And I tried to light a cigarette and then the tear came and they wouldn't stop/
Nay they wouldn't stop/
Man they wouldn't stop/
Deuce, what up!/

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