J Dot B, Justin Loren Burke/
January 4th, 1990 was my birth/
And if I can be completely honest with you, this past year has been the worst/
But I can't overstate how much it meant and really what it's worth/
I've been sad before, but this was more, it was depressed/
It was me shutting down, it was anger... Regrets/
This year I sprained an ankle, I broke an elbow, bone was bruised up in my wrist/
But nothing on this Earth could ever hurt as bad as this/
Experienced heartbreak... And it's a funny thing/
When the first time you experience it happens when you're 23/
And it hurts... No, fuck. More than that, it cripples you/
It breaks you down, it makes you frown, and you change into someone who just isn't you/
And even though you're the one who chose to walk out her door/
You don't understand how someone you love more than anything just doesn't love you anymore/
And I see you out with him, and I know that's not where you belong/
You belong inside my arms, in my bed, with a movie on/
And I spent Christmas alone, for the first time in a few years/
And it's weird that I kissed a new girl at midnight on New Years/
But slowly but surely I'm ok... All these girls texting up my phone/
Surrounded by groups of people but I still feel all alone/
Started chillin' with a new chick and she was so smart and so pretty/
But her heart was cold as ice and it's such a fucking pity/
But I gathered up the pieces of my glass-shattered heart/
I'd put it back together, but who's to say the next girl won't tear it back apart?/
So it's a little jagged, and I'm a little jaded/
So I stick to weekends with C-Money out on the town and getting faded/
Plus I can't get a job and my pops is disappointed/
He acts like I don't fucking want one, like I don't try, like I avoid it/
And I can't handle it... Girls are SO damn scandalous, it happens all the time/
But if you're all over me, while your man is oversees... That's where I draw the fucking line/
Plus I got writers block, pressure to drop a mixtape/
Cuz D put out a classic, "Midnight Laundry," and that shit's great/
And it dropped in March of last year, so yeah, I guess my shit's late/
But if I dropped "Limitless" then, it would have been a mistake/
Cuz I grew up this year... It's safe to say it changed me/
It's a new year now though... No longer sad, mad or angry/
So watch out, watch me... No boundaries, walls or obstacles/
"Impossible" is spelled the same exact way as "IM POSSIBLE"/
Imperfect, "IM PERFECT," so tell me I ain't/
Cuz I don't need the opinions of peasants to know that I'm great/
I'm feeling happiness again. I keep gettin' hints of it/
Sometimes I even smile... In the mirror, I catch a glimpse of it/
Cuz when I pick up this pen, the possibilities are infinite/
And by the time that I'm dead, I'll be infamous for "Limitless"/
Enjoy the tape/
