Dejah Monea - Pills Interlude

Pills
You know I got the, pills
I know y'all want the pills
Know I got the pills
Aye
Scrolling down my timeline
With all the bad bitches
Light skin long hair
Slim thick
I don’t look like them
And I'll never look like them
Crushed into a thin white lie
I began to believe (yeah) all my likes
I was low and and undesirable
Y'all look good on the outside what about your soul
Doctor
The pharmaceuticals
Pharmaceuticals
I need them, please help
Me doctor, doctor please help
mmmm
what can I do with no help
Im stuck in my shell
Are we only worth the things that we may buy
Pictures we may post
How much we are desired
Are we only worth
The things that we supply
But the vision blurred
We blind with open
Blind with open
Blind with open eyes

Written by:
Dejah Tillman

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