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integ - ptsd ( lyrics

verse: (integ’s lyrics)

yo, i’m feeling nauseous, i’m exhausted, but i’m restless
i’ll tell it real, i can’t help to feel that i’m less than
it’s just a flaw of mine, i keep em all in mind, i repress it
walking a tight rope is how i cope with the depression
every single day, i’m feeling caught in the middle
of a bomb and a missile, on the block with a pistol
running away from a dozen cops and officials
who won’t stop with the whistle, but they not being civil
thinking bout the rhymes that i could jot with a pencil
on a hot instrumental, oh? thought of a riddle, what’s a lot of a little?
cause i just want to it the f-cking lotto a little, pray to god for a nickel
i got a deep pain inside, not suicidal
but you and know, that i pray to die
and you may despise me, cause i may be hiding
in my faceless rhyme schemes, so that they don’t find me
this is the catharsis, of a starving artist
the darkest of a heartless harvest
like arson, imma start this spark
it’s the hardest when your heart is guarded
but harness that spartan carnage
this sh-t’s eating me alive and that’s why i write these bars, b-tch

- integ

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