The Thangs I Carry (feat. BEARCAT) Lyrics

I'll stand up to my mistrust, treating touch as love, and missing so much more as such. Then my expressions come out hushed. If that's you too, hands up. I'm tryna see sum

You can't call what gets put up with "love"
when that shit ain't more than manipulating trust. You can't call with what they put up, love. If that's you too, hands up. I'm tryna see sum

Give these niggas everything they want
and still not recognize blessings as such.
Give these niggas what they don't know they need and still somehow we don't feel seen.

(BEARCAT)
THOUGH YOU HAVE A FEARLESS SIDE, AT TIMES SOMETHING IRRATIONAL SEEMS TO INTERFERE WITH YOUR PERCEPTIONS, ALTERING HOW YOU SEE THINGS.

Give these niggas everything we want
as we do the world in the ways we're afraid of. Give these niggas what we don't know we need, and then my Pattern tells me:

PERHAPS YOU'VE BEEN SHAMED OR RIDICULED FOR SPEAKING FOR YRSELF-OR MAYBE YOU JUST CANT PLACE YR FEARS, WHICH FEELS UNNERVING. TO OTHERS, YOU COULD SEEM CAUTIOUS OR HESITANT TO EXPRESS YRSELF. YOU END UP SHUTTING YRSELF DOWN.

Someone else's love can't be my reason to live.

Give these niggas everything we want and still not recognize blessings as such.
Give these niggas what we don't know we need and still my pattern tells me how I take everything personally isn't worth explaining man it's fucking embarrassing.

Treatments named love to me, palmprints placed on my face forcefully...I can feel them still between my inner cheek and my teeth. In my memories I feel them straddling me while I sleep. I've tried to remove myself; it'd kill this in me at least.
Simultaneously there's everything I've always carried, I subpoena people that I've hurt to then comfort me. Why should they come back to me? I'm on the edge of my seat. It's my potential as progress now.
Why should they feel differently?