Diggin My Grave

Prod. (Beats by Con) Lyrics: I don’t want to get emotional because,
That’s the only way to get you to listen to my music,
And I don’t really like to accuse it,
When I do,
I can only think of a few,
People,
That ask me if I’m okay while I’m going through it,
Making music like this,
Me, myself, I,
Ask me if am I alright,
Nah, Because I’m a bitch if I cry,
But everyone turns to a bitch when I die,
Digging my grave,
Digging my grave,
Hope my grave stone will disappear in a tsunami wave,
Why do feel like this,
What’s wrong with me,
This life is too long for me,
Might just write another song for me,
No one else,
Just gonna put another album on a shelf,

Swear the day when my best friend dies,
I will have all my rights,
To scream until my lungs will cry,
When I get home I’ll get so high until my lungs with cry,
People see the side,
That I speak when I write,
My problems,
Yeah when they had a chance to help me solve them,
Digging my grave,
Digging my grave,
Someone please save,
Do me a favor,
When I’m gone,
Someone please save her,
I don’t want her to cry later,
While she’s holding her phone listening to all the songs I gave her,
Everyone’s wishin they wasn’t a hater,
Whishing my heart wasn’t a hater,

But I guess it is what it is,
Because when everyone is happy ,
I’m minding my biz,
So when I need help I won’t make everyone sad,
So sometimes I act like no one gives a shit,
Wish I could be healed as easy with a med kit,
Doctors ask where’s the rest of my heart,
I don’t know ask the girl I gave it to from the start,
Yeah can’t talk about that part,
I’ve Be drawing so long ,
realize what is and isn’t a work of art,
But I couldn’t draw myself,
So throw it away and draw something else,
Because mentally,
Everyone is better than me,

Digging my grave