Skeletons

[Intro Gemstones + Sarah Green] (Yeah) Aye, Can I get a second of your time I know the mixtape fire and all, I know, I know you all was into it But I just need to stop y'all for a second (Gemstones) Um, We going to do this little thing called Skeletons (Sarah Green) Where we going to pull some skeletons out the closet No no where you going? Sit back down. Come here let me talk to you for a second [Verse 1: Gemstones] You lock that washroom door, you walk over to that mirror don't you? All you see is troubles and rain You drift off so deep in thought sometimes you get lost You unproud of what you became You was raised without a daddy, you really not happy You only smile to cover the rain Let me get it right, it's a person in your life that you love But for some reason they don't love you the same You want to get up out the game, you want to tell him how you feel but he'll depict you as lame Your credit screwed ain't it? You done burnt up your name You jealous of your friend and hope he do the same Your uncle used to touch you didn't he? And you feel like you're to blame You prolly want to tell, but you prolly to ashamed Your friends got you hitting stains You sleeping on an L , you snatching niggas chains Got skeletons that you'll forever retain They deep inside your closet what will forever remain Got a jealous demon that run deep in your veins You get it from your mother, who got it from her dame That got it from her father, who got it from the grain You let niggas run trains You out here busting down for sneakers with brand names [Hook: Sarah Green] You've got skeletons in your closet Do they chase you all around the room? You've got skeletons in your, in your closet Yeaaaaa [Gemstones: Verse 2] You running from yourself ain't you? That's why you rolling that Dutch You put knives to your wrist, you want it opened and cut You just scared that if you cross over from such, them pearly gates he might not open them up Your girlfriend be getting ran don't she? You know she a slut Want to leave but you love her too much You prolly got a man don't you? you take it up the butt You would never tell a soul, you keep it on the tuck You sold your soul for a buck You hate the man in the mirror, see him and want to duck Would pop a pill and kill him but really ain't got the nuts So you pray that God will forgive and deliver him cause its rough Your liver gone cause you a lush Need to see a doctor, your penis dripping puss Condoms in your wallet, and you still don't wrap it up Now she don't know she got it, and you don't give a -- nothing You feel like giving up Worlds on your shoulders, you wish you had nuts I'm talking to whoever's listening to this cut Skeletons in your closet and I'm here to dig them up