Is the glass full, or the glass half empty? I'm tired of trynna look at things for how they can be Potential lately been a lie to me I been seen Some friends to foes, love to woes, but I can't scream Cause ain't no matter where I go I got this dark, dark cloud When it rains man it pours good thing I can't drown I been stuck inside it all for a few years now Even my umbrella broken imma thug this out Prisoner in my own thoughts I never even held the key so I been locked I tried to make it out it seems that I can't walk Right out the same way I came in, I'm pissed off But as I move along I try to learn some things Like how come people never real when saying words to me? I pay attention body language more than verbally I know a bitch named karma said she trynna work for me Storm watch there's a big one coming There ain't no point in even trying I ain't running I try to brace it way too much for me to stomach But I can't let them get one over me or nothing Storm watch there's a big one coming There ain't no point in even trying I ain't running I try to brace it way too much for me to stomach But I can't let them get one over me or nothing