Coping Mechanisms

Dealing with mental health is hard
But I plod along knowing tough times aren’t going to last
One of my coping mechanisms sitting in the dark
In a silent room bury my head into my palms
Because I’m a trauma victim antisocial misfit
The council couldn’t help with my situation of living
I just hope by doing musical make me a killing
Poverty dreamLive in living with dreams of making 1 million

But let me tell you are a struggle
Got the smooth cycle in disorder gets me into trouble
Impulsive lately at the worst of times I ruffle
Walking with pain on my shoulders but don’t stumble
Maybe my purpose is to carry torches like Olympics
Tell the truth to who listens don’t do it for a gimmick
Many times been told to slow down before De railing
But when you’ve lived outside your mind there’s things you get away with

Once I get my title it is not for taking
Stuff I write is extraterrestrial like aliens
They say I’m introvert and lacking conversation
Some say I’ll come across rude with the way I’m behaving
But they don’t understand me inside X-ray
Made a movie about my life would you press play
My coping mechanisms writing for an escape
Plan is to get a deal and move money off the estate

Rappers ain’t nothing like me they deficient
All cause you got a lying don’t mean you getting fishing
My lifes been a storm hope for calm now countless times
People told me I should calm down
Easier said than done when your thoughts racing
Spent time in a maze to make it out would be amazing
I write songs because it’s therapeutic
I don’t know where I’d be without music