Know they gone say this depressing and I'm already expecting that type of energy so I don't give a fuck what you think
This is therapy to me and, shit, without it I'd sink so deep that scuba divers wouldn't bother searching for me
You say I'm lost in my ways, but I'm just tryna be free

So how much for my peace?
Am I doing enough?
How much more do I need?
How much more 'till I'm free

I suppose I'ma always be anxious about my freedom and thankful for all my demons and when I say that I mean it for sure
Cause they could never defeat my purpose or try undermine my worth cause I work on my inner person
And I know better than anybody that I ain't perfect but I don't deserve the dirt when I'm actually fucking learning a thing or two

But anyway, know everyday is just another page to lay the paint
Another way to pave for me to reach my destination where I need to be

Free

So I'll be patient 'till I reach whatever space or place where greatness finally graces me and I could maybe say I'm free