Kvngsley - the untold story of Kingsley Lyrics

A lot of things on my mind right now,
Indecisive,
Can't figure out some stuffs right now,
I'm feeling lazy and slow,
I might just chill out at home,
I got invited to this party shit maybe I'll go,
Forget the party mehn I don't think I can dance right now,
Mac should understand so I'll just text him back right now,
My heart is pacing,
My conscience racing against my flesh,
Within myself, a war is waging but I just say less,
Check my past and you can see,
This ain't me,
He was eagerly waiting for life to be,
Turns out the more you grow the less you will be free,
From the chains of depression and acute anxiety,
I am he and he is we,
Getting loose, see the blood stains on my shoes,
More lucid and more confused,
I'm afraid I'll f*cking lose,
I wrote this shit with tears in my eyes,
I was a happy kid, young, fresh, gifted and wise,
Now you understand my pain,
Where did I go wrong?
I'm screaming asking God again,
I want it all and then some but tell me what's the gain?
When your hearts filled with sorrow and there's mud stains on your name,
Yet he's prideful but with shame,
A lot of pressure weighing on my chest,
Left no space for my heart,
Traded that just to invest,
In my dreams,
Trying to be the best's been in my genes,
Lol empty dreams living on these empty jeans,
I learnt how to put words together,
Before I even learnt how to put life together,
And now I'm tripping thinking I can sing,
Cut the crap stop faking that you tripping when I sing,
I'm not the type to tell you music found me,
I wasn't lost,
But now it's seem that music is my shelter,
When I feel a bit under the weather,
Take my pen, run the beat,
Then I feel as light just as a feather,

Let me take you back to the days,
Damn, happiness is just a phase,
I remember back in school, all the As,
Family was proud and then my teachers Singing all my praise,
Left school changed my ways,
Haven't read a book in a while,
I'd rather reading about the different types of genres that exists,
How to make a beat,
How to rhyme,
How to sing,
Just to sweep you off your feet,
Sometimes I question whether this shit matters,
I'm flattered,
When people tell me that my flows and patterns and ingenuity,
Is what they love that's all that matters,
I overthink everything, then it falls and shatters,
You might be thinking this is genius,
But I think that it's not,
This is just some old,
Crude, regular stuff,
Fast forward three years no progress been's made,
Now it's time get a bed but that shit(sheet) has been laid,
Recognize that struggle nigga is needed for your success,
Don't digress,
He who strives through the hardship alone is blessed,
Heed the words that I speak it's spoken from my distress,
Love love but my nigga that shit is so intense,
I know you might be scared but you have
Nothing to lose,
This is not to motivate you that's your option to choose,
Kingsley get to work and stop feeling confused,
I speak to all of us and I'm also speaking to me too