Say I am allryt, if by allryt u mean being at the bottom of the pit and still falling and never climbing up , yes I am allryt,
I am scared , scared of being not ok , scared of ghetto looking back at me yes it’s not ok but it is what it is , yes I am allryt
After all the dirt stuffed deep in my head I am allryt, being raised up to hold on to things, losing the only hope I had in life yes I am allryt
Everytime I close my eyes , I am lost in the dark fossa tickling it’s scary nails across all over me, yes I am allryt