Pieces Of Me

Problems, issues keep popping up and I just don't know why

I just, can't get ahead no matter how hard that I try

This crown, I wear is heavy it's hard to hold my head high

I been, patient I just don't know when it's my turn to fly

I said my last year of being broke was the past year

Still broke a whole year later that was a fast year

Hard to pedal forward like I'm stuck up in the last gear

Dealing with some baggage that ain't mine like a cashier

Stuck solving other peoples problems like a tutor

Everyday I keep it pushing I'm too tired like a scooter

My women wanna wait on me but I ain't at hooters