Section 3
Symi Nemesis
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You're being detained under section 3 Of the mental health act Which means that two doctors and an approved mental health practitioner Believe that you have a mental disorder that puts you or others at risk And you require hospital treatment for up to 6 months against your wishes I was 13 when I picked up a razor I was cutting my wrists at school, had bandages and wipes tucked inside my blazer I knew there was something wrong with my mind, but I didn't think it was anything major F*ck How wrong could I be Manic depression was inside of me And my parents just knew it was peak But they never knew the tea Suspended like every single motherfucking week Feeling at ease when I watch myself bleed And every single episode had me feeling weak Felt like a misfit in multiple circles I couldn't do school, wasn't good with my feet Found a new way to cope that I couldn't believe Started swallowing chats and blowing bare weed These drugs are tapped, facts No vapor, I'm charged up to the max Some bottles of Buckie, me, and some white boys in random fields just swallowing chats Back then, I wasn't in scraps Til my nigga got hit in the head with a baseball bat Damn, wasn't gonna take that crap We lurked in BOD tryna turn man pack I was doing my national 5s same time I was tryna get my hands on a shotgun shotgun Police clocked on and raided my gaff, told lies fam I ain't got one Bro just said f*ck beef, and we all got funds Gained new mates but we also lost some Big f*ck you to all the lost ones I've dealt with snitches, I've ran down rats Woke up to petrol in council flats I've stabbed man up, been in the trap Been in a bando smoking with cats But I wasn't just bando living I was an addict and my skin was itching I Ruined my fucking skin, I wish I heard when my nigga said listen My girl was saying the same but them times I just took it as bitching Back then I had nothing to lose so I could easily grip on a kitchen FKs ZKs hammers and rambos, tryna remove some black kids afro 16 stabbed my man on the backroad 17 kicking off doors to the bando And I'm sitting all alone once again It's ments how all of my niggas just left It's sad, that they love me at my best No cap, when its peak they want me dead It's bad, I might leave one or two of them red Or one or two them dead I need to get out of my head Before I permanently rest in a bed This water suffocates me I'm really struggling to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning And I know that I'm sinking deeper This water suffocates me I'm really struggling to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning And I know that I'm sinking deeper
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Written by: Emily Ohanlon, Uchechukwuka Mordi
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