Soul Bleed.

Jus a little reflection on this past birthday. if you don't know me, or dont care bout my shit, or jus gonna talk shit, then dont bother readin on.
pretty much this birthday was like a reality check. i aint tryna be no emo-ass nigga, but its real talk. this birthday was jus like a reminder that, Aye, life's gonna be a bitch from here on out, and if you cant handle shit by yourself, you aint gonna survive. its was jus a reminder that im fuckin grown now. i aint tryna say i had a shitty birthday, i mean dont get me wrong, i had fun, but on a birthdays like this, you notice whos your real friends, and who isnt, whos really down for you, and who aint. when all the bad shit culminates into a big ass problem and your going thru shit, and you look foward to your birthday and a chance to celebrate life, then when your birthday finally comes and its nothing like you expect, its jus a fuckin waste. im bein a bitch, but ey at least i can admit shit. this day was supposed to be a time to say fuck everything im going thru, im gonna go balls out no matter what. but the problems jus seemed to roll back in. whatever tho. if you cant feel me on this then fuck you. imma jus handle mines and grind shit out. and if you aint wit me, then you gonna get left behind.