Listen to your heart part 3

How when I can’t even hear you or like how much they hit me too
That love isn’t me is it?
Cause I can’t understand any of this shit
3 slices this morning, another 3 anxiety attacks
So I keep writing them back to backs
And this didn’t happen for once when I had you
So now I lose my strength too
And like
I pull to the ocean and you pull to the breed
But we stuck right there where I can’t even concede
Every step accounted for and every second watched
So like why is it so physical and gross and hell getting an extra notch
Some sick bitch on my body instead of you
Why is everyone co-signing how they do
They watch me strung and say resurrect
But I wouldn’t ever disrespect Jesus and so tired of that deck

Clue - My guess?

Ms white
SC
with their racist clan

And ever since with all the other shit I can’t stand
4 - now its 4 - another slice
Trying to breath as I type on a traitors device
I don’t deserve that vice
And nothing to learn for me from these dice
I’m sick as fuck again
Now I’m some coke head then
He said to me one day at least I got to do what I wanted to do
I just said nah, I chose, it just sounded good too
I got everything I’m against when you left me again
When I said sin I meant pentagrams like them