A lot on my plate,
I tried to count my blessings instead I just count mistakes
Weight on my shoulders feeling like I squat 100 plates
Step on the gas, I get impatient but it ain't no breaks, but ain't no sweat on face
Think of my future often, like what I have to show for life before I'm in the coffin
Hitting my trees, put me at ease aside from the violent coughing
Sit in my car and I twist up release the thoughts that's toxic, driver's seat is my office
Hand me a mirror I'll show you my greatest threat,
Hand me a bottle I'll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah
Hand me a mic I'll spit you a page from my journal,
I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal

Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don't even have to, and nigga I ain't ask you

People come and people go it's nothing personal
You can't always run the show just play your role and go
I keep a steady aim right on the dot and let it go, and thats fasho fasho
I used run and hide, I took at look at life and smiled try to look alive
If my head is down it's cause I'm counting not because I'm crying
Living to die this life is short but shit at least I'm trying
Failure is terrifying
Hand me a mirror I'll show you my greatest threat,
Hand me a bottle I'll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah
Hand me a mic I'll spit you a page from my journal,
I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal

Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don't even have to, and nigga I ain't ask you
Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don't even have to, and nigga I ain't ask you