Flat On My Face

I've fallen flat on my face And I can't get up I wanna leave this place But I gotta pick my face up 1st Looking in the mirror has become the worst Cause I gotta look at this face This face that has flat fallen Tired of looking like this Tired of bawling Eventually Ima get up 1st step is I have to start crawling I've fallen Down I've fallen flat It gets harder and harder to get outta bed But I gotta go make these Big Macs I tried to get up from my face one time But I fell Harry Potter isn't near But ive been put under a crying spell Too much time in my head I often ponder and dwell I'm a teenage midget ***** turtle And lately I haven't come outta my shell I can't blame it on Michele But she's the bulk of the problem Been going back and forth Since the autumn Like blue and red sock em bop em And I got bopped this time Give me 10 seconds to get up And I'll be on my feet on second #9 Not cussing not swinging Cause that wasn't my upbringing Fallen flat on my face My head is banging cognition is changing Very very lowly I've got to get up Is there anyone to show me A piece of me Fell off there A piece of me died there And I tried to shove it in the hands Of the broad with the balet shoes and black hair A piece of me that completed me I was alright without it for a little bit But then I fell on my face I might as well embrace Covering up would be a waste I gotta get back up The drive is in me There's no going back I'm public enemy I just wish I hadn't left piece of my identity It's right down the street Louisville isn't that big of a city But how could I easily forget the place Where I met the love of my life Whitney August 18th is when I 1st fell Skinned knees and rusted elbows Trynna hold myself together With gorilla glue and old Velcro I was eventually gunna get over this Even though I had doubts about it goin slow 5 months later Still the same height But I'm ginormously greater I can walk past the place Without putting up any middle fingers I can't blame you for the whole fall but you did provoke me and push me Sometimes when you fall The bottom won't always be plushy Just cause I'm more emotional Doesn't mean I'm a Pussy And I am not motivated by bandos and bushy pussy Paychecks and my princess are more my speed She's helps me cause she's not a rookie Veteran to the vileness Sometimes when I can't express what I'm going through logically She's my stylus When she's by my side I can safely close my eyelids She'll be there No surprise When I'm face down And when I arise I love her I can't hide this Beginning to lift my face up Time to wake up Salutations I gotta get my face back up to par Let me start off by shaving At least I'm trying No more sighing, crying, drying This is my life Mine mine mine And Whitneys mine Heck yea I'm selfish She's gunna be here if I'm down in the dumps Or if I'm Elvis But I'm Johnny JumpOnEmJohnny I have to be aware of who's in front of me Who won't front me She's rubs my back I run her tummy Sorry to rub it in But one day this darkness will end There's no doubt There's no it depends