Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well
I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the
things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves
Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in bed

I ain't even trying to rap about it, I'm just trying to tell you how I feel
I don't even care if I'm off beat, I don't even care if I sound weak
I don't even got no confidence left inside of myself

I don't even want to perform no more, it's a lie that I tell myself
This is my diary entry, so I guess that I'm supposed to say some real shit
But all I'm doing is speaking from my perspective, so how much realer could it get
I die by my choice, but I'm still scared to death

And I still pray every day before meals and before rest
Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well
I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the
things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves

Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in bed
Look, I hate myself and I hate the things that I do as well
I'm steady making a way up out of the mud, I know it's a living hell, but half of the
things that we're doing is really enabling demons inside of ourselves

Smoking, drinking, every little vice that you're thinking about when you're laying in
How can you tell when love is mature
Well, mature love is more settled
Mature love has something of the other kind of love in it and something more

It's tender, unselfish, cooperative
When I get serious about somebody, Mom, I want to have that kind of love
That's a good idea, dear