Workin on my health But imma stay sadder Littering my brain with these drugs that make madder Cutting up my heart shit I was a cadaver Cold case cavern straight to blow to the chest Imma hold habits and some baggage on my belt Imma get you ready you can love someone else Something like a filler for rotation on shelf Love being used I don't know nothing else Like imma smoke my weed won't change my ways Just me, myself and the same mistakes Broke my heart won't take a break Cracks won't heal imma hold w weight She say I'm a masochist the way I give the trust out Heart too big and the space won't run out Yes i know better not everyone the same Take a old heart and I give a new slate What can I say I'm stuck in my ways Love being used, and left on the way Shit it hurts less when you know its on the way No it's not true but these actions do say Give another piece I can waste away Like imma smoke my weed won't change my ways Just me myself and those same mistakes