Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
On the way to home you was in a bad spot
Your shadow was like a Sasquatch
Creeping on you trough the cold winter time
The dark road swallowed your pride
You felt depressed with watery eyes
Cause often times you kept it inside
Like a secret
You've always felt like crying was perceived
As Some sort of sign weakness
So emotional trauma left you in a deep end
You wanted to die on a fast route
You had it all mapped out
You locked the bathroom door
As hard as it possible
You grabbed a belt firmly
Then Rolled it around the shower pole
You Made a double knot
Tight enough to make human choke
Then you inserted your neck trough a loophole
Until you was out of breath
And suffocated to death
You even broke your neck
The colour gradient of yo melanin
Shifted within milliseconds
Your momma made it home in a hour or so
Then she heard the shower flow
She assumed everything was normal
She Grabbed the remote opened the tv
And watched her favorite show peacefully
Without knowing her son committed suicide previously
I mean who would of though about it really
One hour later the shower was still running
2 hours later the water was still running
3 hours later the water was still running
Nah what the f*ck was happening
She had enough
Something was not adding up
Her chances of breaking in
Was very thin
But yet again
She found a way
To settle in
And broke inside
Evaporation in the air
Made her vision blurry
She recognized your silhouette
Than She saw your body
Hanging breathless
Swinging in every direction
Til she witnessed yo death
What a disaster
I just can't believe
I saw my friend abuse
Your whole whole entity
From your integrity
Intellectually, socially and physically
He was literally living rent free in your psyche
My homie was your worst enemy
And I was the middle man who was afraid to speak
Shit made you think death was a necessity to set you free
Then go to heavens gates to spread your wings
Instead of going to therapy cause you was ashamed
To be a man with suicidal tendencies
Words are way more than frequencies
Its a communicative energy floating in the air
I swear some people used them
Without a fine line of decency
Man none of it
Was acceptable
I wished I could have criticized
Back then
But I was hundred percent
A cold blooded reptile
A adolescent but still inside
I been a innocent child
On a identity crisis
But still I kept my sanity righteous
I stayed away from dumb shit
Even tho I was exposed to vivid images
I was a bum but still I was intelligent
Cause music was my medicine
That kept me in my element
Back then the public school was like a jungle truly
A place where you was either getting bullied or you a bully
A mind state I couldn't grasp fully
It's like I couldn't do it
It's really like I couldn't do it
Its easy to see I still got
Some ptsd creeping on me
I still imagine your family
Reading your testimony at the cemetery
Burning up candles at your effigy
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
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Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
On the way to home you was in a bad spot
Your shadow was like a Sasquatch
Creeping on you trough the cold winter time
The dark road swallowed your pride
You felt depressed with watery eyes
Cause often times you kept it inside
Like a secret
You've always felt like crying was perceived
As Some sort of sign weakness
So emotional trauma left you in a deep end
You wanted to die on a fast route
You had it all mapped out
You locked the bathroom door
As hard as it possible
You grabbed a belt firmly
Then Rolled it around the shower pole
You Made a double knot
Tight enough to make human choke
Then you inserted your neck trough a loophole
Until you was out of breath
And suffocated to death
You even broke your neck
The colour gradient of yo melanin
Shifted within milliseconds
Your momma made it home in a hour or so
Then she heard the shower flow
She assumed everything was normal
She Grabbed the remote opened the tv
And watched her favorite show peacefully
Without knowing her son committed suicide previously
I mean who would of though about it really
One hour later the shower was still running
2 hours later the water was still running
3 hours later the water was still running
Nah what the f*ck was happening
She had enough
Something was not adding up
Her chances of breaking in
Was very thin
But yet again
She found a way
To settle in
And broke inside
Evaporation in the air
Made her vision blurry
She recognized your silhouette
Than She saw your body
Hanging breathless
Swinging in every direction
Til she witnessed yo death
What a disaster
I just can't believe
I saw my friend abuse
Your whole whole entity
From your integrity
Intellectually, socially and physically
He was literally living rent free in your psyche
My homie was your worst enemy
And I was the middle man who was afraid to speak
Shit made you think death was a necessity to set you free
Then go to heavens gates to spread your wings
Instead of going to therapy cause you was ashamed
To be a man with suicidal tendencies
Words are way more than frequencies
Its a communicative energy floating in the air
I swear some people used them
Without a fine line of decency
Man none of it
Was acceptable
I wished I could have criticized
Back then
But I was hundred percent
A cold blooded reptile
A adolescent but still inside
I been a innocent child
On a identity crisis
But still I kept my sanity righteous
I stayed away from dumb shit
Even tho I was exposed to vivid images
I was a bum but still I was intelligent
Cause music was my medicine
That kept me in my element
Back then the public school was like a jungle truly
A place where you was either getting bullied or you a bully
A mind state I couldn't grasp fully
It's like I couldn't do it
It's really like I couldn't do it
Its easy to see I still got
Some ptsd creeping on me
I still imagine your family
Reading your testimony at the cemetery
Burning up candles at your effigy
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
On the way to home you was in a bad spot
Your shadow was like a Sasquatch
Creeping on you trough the cold winter time
The dark road swallowed your pride
You felt depressed with watery eyes
Cause often times you kept it inside
Like a secret
You've always felt like crying was perceived
As Some sort of sign weakness
So emotional trauma left you in a deep end
You wanted to die on a fast route
You had it all mapped out
You locked the bathroom door
As hard as it possible
You grabbed a belt firmly
Then Rolled it around the shower pole
You Made a double knot
Tight enough to make human choke
Then you inserted your neck trough a loophole
Until you was out of breath
And suffocated to death
You even broke your neck
The colour gradient of yo melanin
Shifted within milliseconds
Your momma made it home in a hour or so
Then she heard the shower flow
She assumed everything was normal
She Grabbed the remote opened the tv
And watched her favorite show peacefully
Without knowing her son committed suicide previously
I mean who would of though about it really
One hour later the shower was still running
2 hours later the water was still running
3 hours later the water was still running
Nah what the f*ck was happening
She had enough
Something was not adding up
Her chances of breaking in
Was very thin
But yet again
She found a way
To settle in
And broke inside
Evaporation in the air
Made her vision blurry
She recognized your silhouette
Than She saw your body
Hanging breathless
Swinging in every direction
Til she witnessed yo death
What a disaster
I just can't believe
I saw my friend abuse
Your whole whole entity
From your integrity
Intellectually, socially and physically
He was literally living rent free in your psyche
My homie was your worst enemy
And I was the middle man who was afraid to speak
Shit made you think death was a necessity to set you free
Then go to heavens gates to spread your wings
Instead of going to therapy cause you was ashamed
To be a man with suicidal tendencies
Words are way more than frequencies
Its a communicative energy floating in the air
I swear some people used them
Without a fine line of decency
Man none of it
Was acceptable
I wished I could have criticized
Back then
But I was hundred percent
A cold blooded reptile
A adolescent but still inside
I been a innocent child
On a identity crisis
But still I kept my sanity righteous
I stayed away from dumb shit
Even tho I was exposed to vivid images
I was a bum but still I was intelligent
Cause music was my medicine
That kept me in my element
Back then the public school was like a jungle truly
A place where you was either getting bullied or you a bully
A mind state I couldn't grasp fully
It's like I couldn't do it
It's really like I couldn't do it
Its easy to see I still got
Some ptsd creeping on me
I still imagine your family
Reading your testimony at the cemetery
Burning up candles at your effigy
Man I'm guilt tripping
I be motherf*cking guilt tripping
Writer: Philippe Lavallée
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