Post-Trauma

I'm sittin in the office with a spliff, I'm writin' rhymes

All the shit that happened in my life is on my mind

And sometimes I forget about it cause I'm on the grind

But I know I gotta fix up all the trauma that's inside

Now when I was baby my own mama left my side

My pops was all I had, he told me that I saved his life

He was runnin' through the streets & thuggin way before my time

Then he had me, know he had to put the bullshit to the side

Still grieving cause I lost nephew, I could cry

When I go to different cities, know gotta tuck my nine

If you really know me, then you know that I ain't wit the crime

But I grew up I realized niggas wanna take ya shine

I'm sittin in the office with a spliff, I'm writin' rhymes

All the shit that happened in my life is on my mind

And sometimes I forget about it cause I'm on the grind

But I know I gotta fix up all the trauma that's inside

I'm sittin in the office with a spliff, I'm writin' rhymes

All the shit that happened in my life is on my mind

And sometimes I forget about it cause I'm on the grind

But I know I gotta fix up all the trauma that's inside

But I know I gotta fix up all the trauma that's inside