I go back and forth, from legend to depression
And when that’s the war, the mission lacks precision
What i’m rapping for, it isn’t quite consistent
Pain is manageablem, but it visits when i’m missing
Something i can’t quite describe, i myself pretty confused
I keep asking why do i, get in these shitty damn moods
Sometimes i would cry at night, wake up feeling that you
Can’t f#ck with me and i’m alive, bolts fly through me pikachu
I ain’t never felt like this, don’t even wanna help my friends
Trust no one in hell i’m in, this room it kinda smеlls like sh#t
All the bull spilled out wisе lips, they can’t even spell righteous
A f#cking hole i fell right in, does it ring a bell white kid?
Man i feel like sh#t, and nobody cares
Confidence ain’t sh#t when you can’t share the-
Pain that sits, when nobody’s there the-
Way my mood flips, it’s more than just weird (yuh)
Maybe i need meds, maybe i’m just scared
Have myself admit something i quite aware of
I know i ain’t depressed and no i ain’t embarrassed
Go from living like a prince to on the streets and glared at
I’m a king and i’m living it, kiss the ring and i’m sipping it
Then a ding and i’m sisyphus, with nothing but my mental state
Like a game stuck on level six, but it ain’t no nintendo switch
Struggle can’t be explained, cause the words ain’t invented yet
I don’t wanna die but i don’t wanna lie
Life just ain’t been right but i guess that’s alright
Running for my life, chasing all those highs
Never seen the light but i guess that’s alright
Look in my eyes, and tell me you ain’t ashamed
Just so that i, can move on with my day
Pain in my mind, but i won’t be made-
A fool when i have pride, when i step on the stage
I was born a performer i was born to destroy ya
I recorded sh#t for ya as a metaphorical aura
It’s flipping a quarter of a mental disorder
Yeah i am a warrior but maybe i need supporters
Nobody ever considered that
Nobody thinks that i’ll get the bag
Nobody bumping my shitty raps
Nobody likes my sh#t i should quit with rap
Maybe i’ll fail this like i failed class
Maybe i’ll fail cause the white boy’s f#cking wack
Maybe i’ll fail maybe come in last
Maybe i’ll fail everybody laughs
But tomorrow i’m legal my f#cking cerebral
Start constructing cathedrals while y’all stuck with sheet forts
But f#ck it i’ll sleep through this runt cyclothymia
Cause tomorrow i’m 18 i gotta flip the mood
I don’t wanna die but i don’t wanna lie
Life just ain’t been right but i guess that’s alright
Running for my life, chasing all those highs
Never seen the light but i guess that’s alright
And that’s that… man nevermind, forget i said anything…
f#ck it i’ll go to sleep
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