deep water
nathan ireland
Counting up glass
Ahead of my class
They counting on me
Lost in the past
All they shit is trash
Falling off like the leaves
And I don't even know
What u tryna b
I'm in my own lane
looks like there's no
1 on each side of me
I don't need no
Labels or shows
To help my shit blow
Lost in the snow
At forty below
Without a home
Not the life I chose
And honestly tho
I'm scared of my dreams
Plz let god know
I pray that I don't
End up like peep
Cutting so deep
Lost years of sleep
Thinking bout what
What things could b
Now I can't dream
Waking up these
Thoughts ahold of me
And they won't leave