True Story Cal Scruby

[Verse 1]
I slip, fell down and drown in the puddle of my own tears
I never learn my lesson manifested all my own fears
In Columbus, I was buzzing like four beers
And four years later, I'm just drunk

Maybe I'm that close, maybe I'm just stuck
Started blowing lines thinking, maybe I just suck
Maybe it's hard work, maybe it's just luck
All the shit I think I need, maybe I just want
Maybe it's just me, but baby, it's just us
And maybe it's not love, maybe it's just lust
Now it got me thinking all the people I can't trust
And how I don't believe in anything that we discuss, like-

How are we supposed to build, when you tryna' tear me down
Wear me out like some hand-me-downs
Don't seem very proud of the man I am
You don't seem to care, I carry pounds
That shit weighing on me, taking my energy every ounce
But I bounce back, a sad movie with a soundtrack
Low amounts in my accounts, I don't announce that

Maybe if I did, you would understand
Some people hit below the belt to get the upper-hand
I didn't spend a dollar, still I owe a hundred grand
This con-artists contracts wrote in Comic Sans
Now I'm free, I'm on a run, but I'm a wanted man
And I just let it happen naturally, it wasn't planned
I wasn't playing when I told you I was done playing games
They wanted me to change in a one wearing chains
Had a Plain Jane Rollie before it became a thing
But only because I couldn't afford to get it to blang
I'm navigating terrain, gotta make it back
Crack like an artifact, hard to stay intact
Imma call the play like Harden, Wayne, Shaq
Gave my heart away, then I saw it fade to black