[Verse 1: Damiano the Don] Dear God, I know that we don't talk often Matter fact it's been a minute, but I need a soul to listen The tranisition's been a little bit rough I'm making friends and all but I'm feelin like ugh I'm havin bad thoughts again You know how I am Mind workin like Legos, thoughts flowin' like damn I wish I could shut it all off...Learn More