You've been gone for so long, it's time to let go

You disappeared in the shadows, just trying to save your soul

You left me all alone, and now you're too far gone, so gone



I got obsessed with the figures, numbers stacking on numbers

The money was coming in from angles I ain't discovered

I had girls that were saying they love me with all their heart

And they were telling me shit that tore my mind apart

I fell in love with the life I was living when gaining fans

I didn't even care when I started losing my friends

I lost my own soul to the music I was producing

My voice had no emotion, my quality reducing

I was drinking down my sorrows with a shot of tequila

The burn in my throat was the only thing I was feeling

I used so many people to have more personal gain

And wondered what I did when I got treated the same

I was a hypocrite, and goddamn it, I'm still doing it

Rap is child's play, but I still refuse to lose in it

I don't know at what point I lost myself on the track

But now all I want to do is come back



When you make up feeling wasted from drinking the night before

Miserable with how your life is laying on the floor

You'd walk to see a friend, but you can't stand the motion

So you just sit there like you're lost in the ocean

That's the point in time where you know you need help

So you cry out to the world that you're stuck in a hell

But the people think its fake and don't listen to you're call

Matter of face, there people never listened at all

I'm desperate, I'm lonely, I just want someone to hold me

But my bed is still empty at night, and I'm still lonely

This world is on my shoulders and I do my best to hold it

But forgive me if you see me walk away for a moment

I'm tired, I'm not Atlas, I wasn't made to do this

I was made to make music, not to be left clueless

I was made to help others, not to be feeling helpless

I gave it all I had and these people said I was selfish



Sometimes I listen to a track, rewind it and play it back

Pause it at a point and be like "Nah, that shit's whack"

Switch a bridge for a , but the tracks still boring

So I cut it from the project before I finish recording

Cut it and re-produce it, rewrite until I lose it

Throw my phone at the wall but quickly I pursue it

Pick it up and try to use it, and scream that I feel useless

And that's my new process of how I create the music

Understand, the mind of this maker has been tainted

If I never get famous, trust me, I'll always fake it

But God, if you're hearing this, I honestly need you

I'm running so thin that my hearts become see through

I changed for the worse and they want the old me back

I guess all I needed was someone to tell me that

So I promise that I hear it, I'll work on being more loving

I was so far gone, but now resurrection is coming