Kinta - To Who I Was

This shit's gon be a lil crazy
First things first, R.I.P Ken
I remember you was happy way back then (Yeah)
How come you got to be happy and I don't?
How come you fuck with these people, and I won't?
Maybe cause you're good?
Maybe I'm just worse?
Maybe we should be a corpse chilling in a hearse?
Maybe I shouldn't think about this shit so much?
But it sits on my brain, give my emotions one crutch
But really what the fuck?
This shit does suck (It does)
Dealing with your mistakes
So many people with no breaks
So many memories lost
That I had to find
But once I found them, I wished I had left them behind
Memories taunt me
Memories haunt me
My memories form into one big army
They gather round, stare me down, all ready to harm me
I make one move and all the motherfuckers swarm me
Try to disarm me
Leave me dismantled
Déjà vu was something that I just couldn't handle
You knew it wasn't lit like a blown out candle
Because I wasn't shit and still sit a bad scandal
Plotting on some bad shit my brothers call me Randall
Lanky lizard looking nigga but let's not get random (Yeah)
Cause people always ask about pre AVM Ken
Don't talk about the old me I hated him back then
And who are all these friends, that I don't even know? (I don't)
They follow stupid trends
They all need to go
And these stupid hoes
Get them out my face
I'd be damned if I bring another skank in mom's place
I'd be damned if I wake up and I'm still in harms way
But I'm damned because I feel cursed every fucking day
And all the days keep passing but I'm still led astray
From the fact that my mental health will never be intact
But I'll flip shit and still bring my zen right back
Still killing shit while your new song is whack (It is)
Trying to be like Ken I can clearly see that
But you got one problem, you just can't rap
Wait hold up, who loves August tenth?
You love August tenth? (What?)
You gon get me bent with all this bullshit (Bitch)
That they put me through bitch? (Why?)
You don't know my story who the fuck is you bitch?
I don't recognize you fuckers spewing fuck shit in my face
But I'll antagonize you bitches, try and run this fucking fade
But your pussy and a fraud nobody can hold me (They can't)
Talking tough but let's be honest, you couldn't fight the old me
Good luck with the bold me
Haha, oh shit that was wild
Haha

Written by:
Kenneth Miller, Ruben Barba

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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