Problems Zimm

Seen so much shit I’m still paranoid
I get nightmares every night some things I can’t avoid
Really miss the kid inside in the Polaroid
But that part of me is dead, I’m sorry to disappoint

Did a lot of dirt would never brag about it
I got family in the dirt that never got up out it
The streets don’t love you, they don't care about your fuckin' family
Heroin will take your life away, no way around it

Fuck it, I'ma keep it real
I wish I woulda listened when you came to me for help
But instead I cut you off and never asked you how felt
And I left you to your demons just so I could save myself

I know I couldn’t make a difference
But I’m still feeling guilty
When I’m reminiscent
It’s not my problem but who’s problem doesn’t make it different
You had a problem and my problem was I played the victim
You needed help and I didn’t give it

We got high for the first time
Remember snorting lines in the whip by the stop sign
You told me that you fine that even though that you not fine
And so I had your back like the way that you had my mine it’s all love