Mind racing, it's no time to be complacent
Just trying to find a place I'm not preoccupied with hatred
Feeling pretty stationary, shit is scary
I'm not ready for this shit, I'm an adult but fucking barely
Mommy wasn't there for me
But I don't care, nah
Shit at least I mean I wish that's how I felt but
Honestly I probably need some help
Cause this shits been fucking with me like, you probably couldn't tell, huh?
But nah I keep it to myself
Shit thats got me twisted inside, nobody gets it
Need to refill my prescription, or else I'm finna flip shit
Just trying to get a grip, stupid fucking idiot
As long as I can see a profit
I don't really see a problem
Probably I don't really give a fuck as much as I say it
I don't really believe it, I'm on a precipice stressing shit
And preventing from sleeping
Cause I've been tossing and turning
I'm toe to toe with some shit
I see myself I'm second guessing
Guess I'm supposed to be sick
So tie a knot the spot the rosary supposedly sit
She says she knows me, hold it
Y'all don't really know me for shit
Cause every day is different than the last one
My shit is bumper to bumper
Y'all need to back up
Ass on the couch, got my head through the ceiling
Just trying to get it sorted
And I don't really fuck with opinions
And I'm not really trying to talk
Shit I need someone to listen
I used to wear my heart on my arm and now it's different
Made mistakes I admit it
I'm not too proud to be honest
But honestly I'm focusing on getting food in my stomach
And putting thoughts on the page
To put my thoughts on display
I'm embarrassed and well aware of all the trouble I make
And lately my train of thought been on some other shit
My shit been crazy lately
I don't really fuck with it
But this spliff, my lungs are hazy and congested
I've been shady and defensive
If you hate me you don't get it
Bet you hate me, I don't sweat it
I been knowing shit is petty
Complacing but not pathetic
Evasive and independent
You hate me, I'm fucking right there with you
Stay away because the night is simple
It's quite the pickle but
I've been paying dues
And trying to keep the costs minimal
Smoking weed out the window in my living room
Shit, apparently depression's an accessory now
And honestly, that shits been stressing me out
I took a trip to the limits of sanity
Left my brain on Saturn
And came back to Earth to act like nothing fucking happened?
Shouldn't people ask me why I'm not happy?
I act like everything's kosher
But actually I'm panicking
Package up my anxieties
Put it inside this rapping shit
And cross my fingers I can figure out what's happening
It's no good
It's no good
It's no good
It's no good

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