Dear diary, i've got a lot in store for you
Keeping you informed with all the sh** that i'm going through
I'm callin names out, i ain't holdin nothin in
Blame my pen; if they don't agree; that f**in s**s for them
My ex rebecca, that no one seems to care about
They always talk sh**, man I'm f**ing flippin out
Thats my ex girl, only I can sh** talk her
Next b**h to talk sh**, i swear im blockin her
Next is chandler, f**; i'm really mad at you
Why would you lie, blowin any trust i had in you
When I was pulling down the wall; you went and f**ed it up
Messed it up, we stopped communicating cause I had enough
You'd starting a**uming sh**, actin like a crazy syko
You and kaylie both, are a f**ing drama cycle
I've got very few friends, but yet I'm fine with it
I've been lonely since the start, cause I can't commit
I'm sick of long hot days, with an empty stomach
We've got air conditioning; but can't afford to run it
My family ain't seen the grocery store in 6 weeks
Eatin dollar burgers every night got me feeling weak
I'm eating one meal, once a day at 6 oclock
After dad returns from work, countin tips from jobs
My parents cigarette addiction, doesnt help at all
1 month behind in rent, in a deeper hole we fall
Things getting turned off, im growing used to it
I'd rather end my life, then deal with this stupid sh**
Im always luckin out, its never going right for me
I don't get paid for this sh**, i f**ing rap for free
Its my therapy, the only one who cares for me
Ain't scared to see, or judge the crazy pain i've got inside of me
Raps for me, and i ain't lookin for a better route
Express myself; safer way to go and get my anger out