Wrists Mr.Kitty (Ft. Luis Medina)

[Verse 1 - Luis Medina]
You're hurt, let me be your first aid kit
But I can't help you if you won’t take it
Your heart's vacant, where I used to kick it
You're in misery visibly so you start inflicting
Wounds
On your physical anatomy
I assume it's due to the fact that you're mad at me
I just wanna energize you like the battery
Give you life in the midst of this tragedy
Well, that's a hell of a contradiction
But listen, I know you're tired like Michelin
Of me having to ask for forgiveness
You've written every wrong that I've done on a big list
A list longer than Schindler's
Like nation wide I'm on your side, not against ya
But nothing that I say can convince ya
That I wanna give you coverage like Sprint does
Uh, In the darkest of places I gave you my heart
But it seems you misplaced it
It's sad 'cause I'd lend you my back
Or any part of me that you need, as a matter of fact
I wanted you to be there for me when the venues pack
With cats rapping to the track bouncing forth and back
But here I go again dwelling on the past
Can't say that I didn't offer or ask