Tale of The Youth YCK

Tracing these photos inside of my room
I've been looking at bottles of meds I consume
Hurting my stomach and liver inside
All the things that I do and that's how I'm defined

Hoping to savor that moment remain
Down below all the depths that comprise in my brain
Pick up the pace or you're falling behind
And we got all the stories they're burned in my mind

Producing my music and all these problems we got em
I spent a couple years of life staring down at the bottom
I wasn't lying when I said that I had slept on the ground
Cause all these fucking people saying no were never around

Breaking out the ramen barely got it up working
The fucking stove was acting up I waste a couple of servings
Like who had left the kid alone in the kitchen to starve
And blaming everyone who left to get some drinks at the bar

Everyone left they're forgetting bout me
Rather be dead and be resting in peace
Went to the tap I got nothing to drink
I've been making it hardly I'm filling the sink

Spending my time I just sat in my room
Figured I'm fine they just like to assume
Checking my closet my coat and my boots
Have been missing for years I'm like what can you do