Crazy how you’d give a nigga yo last


Take a bullet for his ass but he’d be quick to put you in his past 


Questioning your loyalty like why you even gotta ask?



Crazy how they’ll be quick to call you crazy & say you were never loyal


When you’d get down on your knees like a peasant & treated them like they were royal


Crazy how they forget all the good deeds you’ve done for them but remember the bad


Had to broadcast my pain put in a newspaper ad


Crazy how they can make you feel so high then make you feel so low


Actions speak louder than words & the hate you give is beginning to show


Paint a picture for em they still couldn’t see my pain


Mental terrorism got stress on my brain


I deserve a peace of mind & heart


Everybody wants to feel like they’re sane



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