Making songs regarding my relapse And still don't have the balls to admit it outside of these raps I'm weakening back to my youngest of days Back when my heart was partially in it, a part of the way Back when you and [who?] were always largely a part of my day I still feel the names of my loves get harder to say I still feel the anger of my father and bottle the pain Making songs regarding my relapse And still don't have the balls to admit it outside of these raps I'm weakening back to my youngest of days How you call everyone your brother but can't call you brother Especially when he been struggling like a motherfucker Especially when he been through it with you all the time I got scars that I can't heal just 'cause I call you mine So let me bleed love, let me bleed love And if you hear this song please don't speak up I just drop for royalties 'cause I need drugs Not that cheap stuff Making songs regarding my relapse And still don't have the balls to admit it outside of these raps I'm weakening back to my youngest of days