[Intro: Eli Arbor]
Baggage in hand, backpack in the lobby
Suitcase in the room where I'm separatin' my laundry
Suitcase, rather two case stacked up under my bed, like 'Ye said
One by the head, one by the leg like
f**ed up, what kind of life is this?
And I ain't even think that I could write this sh**, but faruhdey said I should
He said it might make me feel better...
[Verse 1: Eli Arbor]
Sixteen through it out couldn't capture the pain and doubt
That made the silence so oppressive
You callin' out for the d**h of lobotomous reflections found at the bottom of bottles you emptied but that can't fill you up
So you feed up on slogans, pictures with captions on 'em
Tryna capture attentions of n***as with bad intentions and girls who avoid your mentions
Tryin' to fill yourself is like pourin' a pint of pure nothing in a broken cup, but I had a chance at bein' better
But I don't think that I deserve a blessing, letting pain go is undressing
But bean says I deserve to be happy
I just wish that I could believe her
And I'm not tryna deceive when I say I can't achieve
'cause happiness to me seems so out of reach
And EAGLEBABEL said need to get out of my head
'cause the things I'm tryna find aren't things you can teach
[Verse 2: gage]
Life hurts
Sometimes you get hit without the pads and you ain't got time to brace for the blowback
Sometimes it leaves a scar, but it'll show you who you are
And with every stripe you earn it's a new life lesson learned
Sit back and appreciate what's real
'cause the scars show you you'll heal, heal, heal