Solidmas - Dear Diary lyrics

Dear Diary, in my privacy I can't find comfort in what I believe I believe I can fly Do I mean it inside? I show up like 'Hi guys How's your beer, you got a nice high? Smoking, doing nothing important?' so damn boring Boredom/depression: its a thin line And this thin line is microscopic I don't even realize once I've crossed it Still I keep walking Long gone, it's been miles since I crossed it I'm way out there and if you spot this Don't point it out, don't label my problems And don't reach out to help me, get out of my office Out of the question [Nonsense] Yo, I'm just chillin out... Until I'm out of ideas, pull out the bag Don't out it 'til I'm out, unconscious Out of my problems, yeah out of my problems Get out of my problems [Hook] My mind's got its own mind, I can't stop it Own mind, own mind My mind's got its own mind, I can't stop it Why can I not stop it? Dear Diary, in my privacy I can't find comfort in what I believe I believe I can fly Do I mean it inside? [2nd Verse] You might run if I am honest You'd run, You'd run So I'll keep it all hidden Locked up in a box in the dark in my closet I express that I'm the best And wonder why I'm lonely say my mind is sick Cause I impress and then I reject If this sounds good I don't suggest you try this sh** [no] "What you lookin' at? Don't look at me, look at me, look at me No I said Don't! I didn't mean it- private I will keep it as my little secret I didn't mean it, please come back This is too much realness, help me distract I don't know how to feel this I'd rather be smacked I said sorry, just please come back". [please] Even if you aren't kind to me, I always have my diary [Hook] [3rd Verse] Angry and sad, period! Hand me a pad, I'll drip blood on it – the only way I'll near this sh** You won't push me to strip 'til I clean, shave Prep my sh** so when you play my sh**, and say I'm sick This zone is my womb, not anybody can come in it Protect my private area from those who covet it Ey Jack you late, can't give you trust in it You want wild thrusting? This ain't somewhere that you're busting in Gotta be pretty or else you'll talk and judge, I know what men do I give it away for free. Don't think that it's cheap, there's pa**ion in what I do Won't put it out if it's not special, I won't tend to Your blue balls, that's your cue to find another hole, that goes for 10s too When I'm menstruating, f** men's frustration But when the flow of blood's waning, It's almost done and I wake, then I'm done the pad, f** the games I've been playing With this music sh** I'm a s*ut, letting men straight in Can't sit and focus and make a rhyme complete Been running wild, don't take time, too childish to breathe It's almost out, I'll take these secrets and I'll let 'em free So sorry I'm late – I have a child in me