Killa Kama - Worthless

Alright
Open up the book
Now where do I start
Skip ahead a little bit
And get to the part
Where I was a little boy
Still swinging from the trees
Had a lot of joy
And didn't have a lot of needs
But now everything is complicated
Don't know who I am
I cling onto my sanity
To salvage what I can
Now hey hey
Does anybody know
Why I put in all the effort
But it never fucking shows
I walk through the night
Just to clear my head
Cause I still hold hope
I can save it by a thread
Here's a story of a kid
Who had four best friends
One by one they all left him in the end
He went through all of this
Before the kid turned ten
They left him all alone
With only paper and a pen

Maybe it's a mistake
Maybe I was misplaced
Perhaps I'm just another bitch
Running in the rat race
Worthless they call me
What does that mean
Looked to the dictionary
Fell to my knees
You broken lonely
Hopeless disease
Does anybody out there
Wanna help him please
Undercover friends
Just plotting to attack
Wait for me to turn around
And stab me in the back
Thought you were my kin
Knife in my skin
Then you pulled it out
Just to shove it back in
You haunt my dreams
What do you want from me
I don't have much to give
Why won't you let me be
I've been thinking lately
I might need help
Cause I don't think I can do all this
By myself
All alone in the dark
Can you lend me a light
How come asking for some help
Is such a struggle and a fight
I mean I get it
Every dog needs to have
A little bite
But I need a friendly heart
That can hold me through the night

I'm worthless
I'm not worth it
I'm worthless

Handful of allies
If I cut off some fingers
Then the rest will all complain
And I'm like damn that figures
No one really knows me
Cause they never fucking ask
I'd be more than happy to give you
A Kama season pass
But there's no one I can trust
Everybody's out for blood
I'm sick of carrying your problems
When will it be enough
Now the truth comes out
Kama can't buy a house
Can't pay the bills
So I crash on the couch
You hate me for what I have
But I don't have shit
I got some dirt debt and an ex
Who dumped me for some dick
So Kama's gotta grind
Gotta write gotta rhyme
If he wants to see his dream
Before it is his time
I just need a little hope
But they keep feeding me with dope
Telling me to stand up
While I'm falling down the slope
What they all fail to see
Is that it's not about the beat
It's the lyrics that I speak
A message that ain't too discreet

Worthless what I am
Trying hard to change that plan
I hope that you can hear this
Because so far no one can
Although I'm shouting in their face
They still think I'm a disgrace
But one day I will make sure
That their words will be erased

Written by:
Killa Kama

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