Imperfect - Astrus*

Wake in the morning I’m feeling like shit

Shawty gon' tell me that this isn’t it

Family gon' ask me when I’m gon' be rich

Gun to my head 'cause I’m tired of this

Life is a book and I’m flippin' thru pages

Tryna find all the good stages

Tryna find where it’s amazing

Tryna find where I’m just blazing

Thoughts in my mind just make me feel away

Liquor and hoes is my perfect escape

Nikki addiction I’m killing myself

Not looking for love I am looking for help

Not looking for drugs I am looking for health

Not looking for hoes I am looking for you yeah

Looking for you yeah

I’ma 'bout to blackout

Gon' save me from my trauma

Still tryna figure out

Why it’s bringing me this drama

I’ma 'bout to blackout

Gon' save me from my trauma

Still tryna figure out

Why it’s bringing me this drama 'cause

Sometimes the meds won’t medicate

I’ll tell someone I’m not okay

Just for them to turn around and say

That’s your problem

And I know that imperfectly

Correct that’s not what you’d say

After that you had the nerve to say

I don’t think I’m selfish