A Lot To Unpack

Lyrics

CHORUS: My wifey left me January 7th It was El Da Sensei's birthday ...I forgot to get him a present My bad, I had the worst day VERSE 1: --------------- I thought that we would ride into the sunset ...We was the Dream Team, we really wasn't done yet I thought we had a happy home but now it looks abandoned At the same time angry feeling like a double standard I Paid the price for every time I pained you Meanwhile people asking, Jake, why she don't claim you? Navigating often difficult... But I loved you unconditional But seeing you is deepening the hurt You don't want me in your life, but you still sleeping in my shirt My love language touch, followed by acts of service You denied me the first & treat the second one as worthless Being your hubby gave me a sense of purpose I know it wasn't perfect, but I tried to make it worth it Who knows if time apart will mend the bridge or help the healing? So aloof about the whole thing, I wish you felt a feeling I got nothing left to strive for but paper & my health I'm in this big-ass crib, by my got dam self Like Bruce Wayne on a slightly lower budget So many memories, no film could ever touch it I know it was a weird situation But it feels like you gave up & left me hanging Anybody ever harm you, still put em in the dirt These were the best years of my life, for what it's worth CHORUS 2: My wifey left me January 7th We established that's the worst day All across your room, a bunch of unopened presents That I got you for your birthday VERSE 2: ----------------- And meanwhile my Mama's life is fighting 'gainst the clock The hourglass almost out, I'm always bracing for shock Man, I try to go to sleep at night my mind must remember Frame by frame the 16th of December I was a minor part of a 5 car pile up I walked away without a scratch, the nightmares pile up I guess it's some type of survivors remorse I got ran off the road but I'm still driving the course My old rap partner in ICU on a ventilator We came in the game together but he been a hater Fighting for his life & now a hoax became a sickness Praying hard that he make it while my energy conflicted I still love you dawg, so I kept my diss subliminal My rage towards life about to make make me a criminal Chris Benoit, Bowflex in the basement Just say a few kind words at my arraignment OUT CHORUS: It's too hot to run back I'll see you on the next album, it's a lot to unpack Diary of a madman, tryna make a stack I'll see you on the next album, it's a lot to unpack I'm still breathing, but my heart is burned black I'll see you on the next album, it's a lot to unpack When the love ain't enough for you to want me back She headed down the road, say she never coming back BRIDGE: --------------- I thought that we would make it till we buried in the essence I thought I knew it since the first day Alone in the crib but I still feel your presence And George died on your birthday Mama please don't go I still need you I'm sorry I ain't make enough trips home to see you God give me a sign, I can't read you Help me understand why I'm still here, I need you