Episode Three: Smoke In Mirrors

Fire Your A&R

I understand what you're going through
The new me is the same as the old you
Lessons learned, most taught from the streets
Neither of my parents had the skills to prepare me
Looking back, I try to look pass the past
Freeze the moments, crack a smile, have a laugh
I learned the hard way, you gotta put yourself first
Taught to share but that ain't the way the world works
Say be fair
But the fairest of us all get hurt
Feeling left out, less than, underappreciated and overworked
Taken advantage of it's the worst
Sacrificing your self worth and it hurts
Let me calm down
Cause revisiting the memories brings me back to needed vindication
Though I know it breeds self hatred
And I wasted so much energy believing

I needed you for my validation

Ooooh
I lost my heart
Gave my all to a world that don't have feelings
Isn't it bizarre
What we want the most will probably kill us
I keep trying to be someone that I'm not
Will I ever believe that I'm what you want
I came this far telling half the truth
While blowing smoke in a few mirrors
Yeah yeah yeah
While Blowing smoke in a few Mirrors

Yeah yeah yeah
While Blowing smoke in a few Mirrors

Look I hope it's clearer than smoke and mirrors
Yea I smile
But the soul it knows its' tears then I drown
In a ocean of open beers
Face my fucking fears so I can say fuck a fear
Ain't trying to keep up with peers that shits depressing
Too busy living my truth and learning a different lesson
Like life's a bitch and these lips isn't tax free
She'll suck you dry better have cream
Uh huh, yeah
But shit that ain't enough
When your moms significant others dying and your brothers medicated up
From Bi polar's when I folded
Told me he wanted to end my life and his eyes showed it
This is my lil nigga I swore I would die for him Shit

And still and I'm gone ride for him even though I know
If the situation was switched nothing to provide for him
But since it is what it is a nigga gonna try for him

Ohhh
I lost my heart
Gave my all to a world that don't have feelings
Isn't it bizarre
What we want the most will probably kill us
I keep trying to be someone that I'm not
Will I ever believe that I'm what you want
I came this far telling half the truth
While blowing smoke in a few mirrors
Yeah yeah yeah
While Blowing smoke in a few Mirrors
Yeah yeah yeah
While Blowing smoke in a few Mirrors