Sorry

I’m only being honest so why am I apologizing?
Is it because what I do as a past time is truly rising?
Or is it because the truth is here and it’s smacking you in the face?
Or the thought of me tired and trying to plead my case
Is beginning to show some promise, now finally your eyes are open
But you should’ve been realized that my heart and soul were choking
In this life-like game. I know what isn’t my life
I know what is wrong, and I know what isn’t right
I know that every time I step out in a rage
Is the moment where the real dog comes out of the cage
And once a caged dog is out, he wants to roam free
Run around a world with so much to see
I tell you what it is, I lived with so much standard
With so much poise, that haters wanted my mantle
Now I want the mantle back, your story fade to black
They say I passed the torch, I want the motherfucker back
I look at the shit I wrote in Loose Ends, and CLE
And I wondered if I can return to being just me
The kindness may be dead, and the heart may be cold
The story now sounds somewhat bitter, this shit’s getting old
Story’s so old, if it was written, it wouldn’t be sold
Only thing I can do now is stand bold
I stand strong at my post, my torch I will carry
I know I can’t change the story, but I can change the narrative

What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can’t please everybody
You can’t please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to

I’m no longer pissed off about the way I grew
About the way I got beat down by those simple few
I got picked on for my size, now I’m respected by the masses
Picked on for my mind, now everyone wearing glasses
I don’t need the fucking specks to fit in the crowd
If you don’t have a prescription, put the fucking glasses down
I’m sorry for my truth, maybe I am, maybe I’m not
Maybe I’m used to saying things to get your blood hot
But back to the issue at hand which is myself
And the shit that is in my heart and killing myself
I slit my wrist 3 times, held the knife 8 times
Saw the gun many times, and the bullets? I can count the times
That I observed the hollow point, and I decided to keep living
All the blessings in my life was all God’s giving
How could I hurt the body he spent so much time crafting
If I gave into depression, the devil will simply be laughing
I can’t let Satan win, he lays no claim to my life
Everything I’ve done is just to outwit and out of spite
But he’s still smiling because my heart is in the wrong place
Now I look at my life and my past directly in the face
So I took a new approach and looked at that past with pride
Because I made it out stronger, with God on my side
But he ain’t on my side, he’s shielding me from all boulders
Since I’m not walking through life, he carries me on his shoulders

What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can’t please everybody
You can’t please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to

I’m sorry for the many times I did so wrong
I’m sorry about the times where I didn’t stand so strong
I’m sorry for every time I wrote, my words would choke
Sorry for each time that I open my mouth and spoke
Pain and misery, depression and suicide
What I was trying to get you to do is understand my ride
My life is so complex, pain each and everyday
Flows through my body, wonder if today is the day
That the pain will cease, maybe my life will too
Maybe today I’ll change, maybe today I won’t lose
If there was a time and moment I would win
I wish today would be the day I go in and go hard
Go strong and go fierce, go hype and get crunk
I go so fucking hard the haters ship get sunk
So I ask myself again why am I apologizing?
Is it because what I do as a past time is truly rising?
Or is it because the truth is here and it’s smacking you in the face?
Or the thought of me tired and trying to plead my case
Is beginning to show some promise, now finally your eyes are open
But you should’ve been realized that my heart and soul were choking
The life is choking away, the life is fading so fast
I don’t know how much longer in pain and misery I’ll last
So what this track is me saying that I’m sorry that I gave up
Sorry for letting you know that enough is enough.

What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to