Truth Told Z (of Firing Squad) (Ft. Jennifer Kemple)

[Verse 1: Z]
See there's a storm inside my mind and I ain't brave enough to face
Painting portraits of my S.O.S. in the open like it's Craigslist
Thinking deeper than the grave is where my grandpas body's laying
And forgive me for not praying, but I ain't ever have the patience
Me and this microphones relation is a complicated station
Cause she listen but don't embrace it, and remind me the room is vacant
And I don't know why I kept saying that being hard is obligation
When I really just wanna erase it cause old me was on detonation
And I don't know why I'm an asshole when my bitch just want attention
Probably the same reason I'm spitting, cause my mind is always drifting
I'm a loner in my cranium and saving 'em is a distant
Shot into the dark, I'm turning satanistic into Christian
I'm sorry 'bout the Squad, sorry the family feel is missing
Cause the music was applause but now awkward's no longer misfit
And I wish I could give my family all the time they fucking missing
But truth told I love the road and this is my only talent, gifted

[Chorus: Jennifer Kemple]
Tired of madness truth be told
I'm a poor and broken soul
I don't know which way to go
So I'mma just pave my own damn road
Guaranteed to fail but hey
I'll look back and laugh some day
You know we burn and wave alone
Truth be told