I'm philophobic
I can't show no emotion
Everybody playing games
I just run thru the motions
Tried to get my heart to work but I think that it's broken
I got scars you can't see that run deep as the ocean
I was hoping you ain't notice but you know me too well
You can see it in my eyes when I lie you can't tell
I met you when I was winning you don't remember them l's
In high speed chases dodging bullets and shells
I know my life look like heaven but I grew up in hell
Mother suffered from addiction daddy locked up in jail
Would pray for collect calls and them letters he mailed
I ain't ashamed to say that I got raised from a cell
Me and my lil brother had it
Ripping pounds out the plastic
Break it down and re-bag it
Then hop back in traffic
Told 'em stop driving crazy in that whip for you crash it
When he died I already knew exactly what happened
I'm fucked up and I got emotional baggage
I'm scared to commit and run away from attachment
cfraid of love cuz the people that I love are in caskets
Forgive me I gotta habit of going ghost like casper
I don't really do too much explaining
But you always kept it solid and don't too much complaining
Lately I been thinking that my soul need some maintenance
I admit gotta problem and I think it's time to face it


I need therapy
If you been thru what I been thru you need therapy
If you seen what I seen you need therapy
I'm man enough to admit it
I got PTSD from the life I was living
I need therapy
If you been thru what I been thru you need therapy
If you seen what I seen you need therapy
I'm man enough to admit it
I got PTSD from the life I was living