Truth is

Truth is I don't know that much
I just read a lot of older stuff
Been feeling like my soul just ain't just
My truth is knowing how to roll a Dutch
My first love left now shes soul and dust
So I smoke enough for the both of us
Truth is I don't  believe in hope and trust
Sometimes I find it hard to open up
Emotional child trying to grow up tough
Trying to show my children that I'm grown enough  
Hoping that they'll get it and they grow as such
But I know they see me sad and I know it sucks
I never meant for them to know I felt alone as Ugh
But now inside my heart are dancing sparks of love
So when they look in my eyes I hope they feel me glow like, bruh
And they know they're the ones that keep it going, shucks
Truth is I grow my words like flowers
But I haven't sold them once
I put my soul in each  
Wont you hold a bunch?