Dear Self,
Lately I feel like it’s just me and you
Because no one understand the changes I’m going through
In my mind, if 1 wins, nobody can lose
So why do I feel so uncomfortable expressing good news?
Is it my fault that they got complacent?
While I built myself and reconstructing my foundation
I want it to be love but it feels like they hatin
Like they want me to fall and won’t mind waiting
Maybe they got used to me being broke
Now I be flexing like I’m selling dope
But you know something that they’ll never know
Like how even when it got dark I never lost hope
And even when it rain didn’t stop I saw over the rainbow
So I deserve the world and everything in it
And when I reach the top I’ll have you as my witness