Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the pain

Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang

Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane

Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain

That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real

Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill

See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me

Stealing these pills

Is anybody feeling me still?

(Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't

Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would

Looking at me, like I was just a crook

I express the hood, and what I see on the daily

My scenery daily

Task force... B & E's daily

A task y'all.. being me daily

They want to put, 3 in me nail me

This is stuff, you only read on The Daily

Had product, but ain't supply it then

High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than

Product of my enviroment

Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be

Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty

Naw fam, its not for me

Its got to be, an opt atleast

Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police

So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD

Back to the wall, against the ropes

Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you

You've been verbally beaten to

A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable

Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true

Yeah haters, even YOU!



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Now take your hands, and wave 'em high

They told me I can't, but I said "why?!"

Like, fuck it, I'll try

NOT fuck it and die

See, this is real emotion we deal wit'

Often, and don't reveal it

Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like fuck it.. lets ride

I- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel

THEY- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal

They got a image, and a personia that they gotta fill

That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled

Kind-of-feel like a wanted man

I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust me

All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me

I'm feeling like they don't understand

(I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly

I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be

Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone

Like everybody is against me

Just feel like I'm worst enemy

And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy

I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy

Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool

That's ever been lent to me

For the moment, is gone

I'm like a new born

I feel like a man wit' no memory

Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you

Or confusing you, I'm delusional

If you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do

Through and through, I'm hoping these signs aren't vital

Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital

Why do it mean, I'm sucidial?

I'm ain't that Houston dude

But- I'm a MANIAC!

Don't get over, drunk or sober

This the same way I'd act

And I'm strivin' to pull together

But atleast until these voices inside of me

Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!)