canned food Lyrics

I don't wanna do it, I don't want to show him he messed up

He was supposed to love and care for my mom and protect her

All he did was neglect her

Now i'm sitting tryna' fix all this shit on my own, i'm doing my best bruh

I'm keeping my chest up

I'm keeping my head up, high

Cause when I think about this guy I get fed up

And want to cut his throat but still I won't let up

I got a purpose and i'm chosen and i've already said it

Surviving off of canned food

When I build up this brand, boom

I'll get my sister, my mother up out of this jam soon

I'll blossom and bloom, like flowers in the spring don't assume

That you know what I do

You ain't even part of my crew

You just look from the window while i'm all alone in the room

Not even by myself but i've been on the shelf not consumed

Got a few people that i'm grateful for they knowing it too

Most of this world be hateful they just really never been through it

They close minded i'm through with it

They cannot think intuitive

So they envy all the shit that i'm doing

I think i'm crazy cause I think about the ways i'm abused and I can't escape it

I just wanna put his face on the news

And make them blur it out because of all the bruises, contusions that i'mma leave him with

When I decide to let my brain loose, fuck

Nah, let it loose I can't do it

So i'll just focus on music

I'm focusing on bringing people in my life a better me

I really suck at talking so I've been writing these letters weekly and they're getting real deep

I feel like standing on the edge with you and watching you leap

Down, hundreds of feet

Because you left my family feeling defeat

And you don't give a fuck and now we know you never liked me

Wish you would want to go i'd kick the chair from under your feet

Then stand it back up, take a seat, and watch you struggle to breathe, but fuck it

I cannot live out my thoughts

I got to run it up and be on top, and focus on the gift that I got

I'm manifesting bad energy so I got to stop

And let the positive come in my life before I go rot

I'm really motivated, you think i'm not

You think i'm not a man for reasons I don't understand, but you really not

You showed your true colors, they're really botched

I hope i never see your face again and hope it's cause your dead in a box

But

(I still don't want to do it, I don't want to show him he messed up)

(He was supposed to love and care for my mom and protect her)

(All he did was neglect her)

(Now i'm sitting tryna' fix all this shit on my own, i'm doing my best bruh)

(I'm keeping my chest up)

(I'm keeping my head up, high)

(Cause when I think about this guy I get fed up)

(And want to cut his throat but still I won't let up)

(I got a purpose and i'm chosen and i've already said it)

Feel like i'm glued to a tight rope with you at the end

And all I want to do is jump off but cannot give in

And if I did then I would probably enjoy what i'm in

I'm talking about life but you already fucked that up shit

So now i'm plotting for your throat to get slit

I'll tie you up in front of everyone you damaged

And hit your head with a brick, until it's bleeding uncontrollably

And if they try to stop me then i'll repeat what i'm doing again, to them

No I really won't

I just want them to understand, that when i'm in my head

I always think of killing this man

It's been so long since I let go of the xans

Now i'm just smoking weed and focused on the vision and plan

And I can't even lie i've been feeling bland

Doing the same thing again and again and again I cannot stop I want to give in

But if I give in this will come to an end

And I would just be a victim of all the trauma i've lived