I be thinking and thinking for no fucking reason
Pick apart thought after thought, conversate with my demons
Nostalgia it kills me, makes me think what is the meaning
Shit so much has changed, I′m lost to completion
I be smoking and drinking and rarely be eating
My moods they be swinging and changing like seasons
One minute I'm happy now I want to die for no reason
But maybe I′m lonely, why do all my friends end up leaving?
I just want to do decent, but my thoughts will prevent it
I'll have plans intended, then last second it's different
Crack the seal on a bottle stare it down till it′s finished
Try to drown out my sorrows but nothing seems different
Spend all my money on drugs so you know that I′ve been lit
I might use them to cope but I wouldn't say it′s an addiction
Just a temporary fix a gate to a new dimension
Wish I could permanently escape so I can rise above my limits
I know that I'm different and have plenty of potential
But I′m just letting it go to waste and man it's a fucking issue
Cuz how will I succeed if I don′t keep cranking with these pencils?
It's the only way I can vent and say what I've been through
Without losing my mind and my will to live too
But enough about that I got other shit to attend to
So I guess we can move on and get to the bigger picture
I had to cut off some ties thank god I had some scissors
Broke all my problems down and then I threw them in a swisher
Gained a little hope then started plotting for seven figures
So now here I am with my finger on the trigger
But shit, what did you really expect?
Thought I would go somewhere in life you better second guess
Have nothing but regrets, man my life′s a fucking mess
My minds cursed but blessed, chasing dreams but wish I′m dead
Drop an album about nothing but blowing off my head