In my shoes, what would you do to move through
I'm just tryna find my blue moon, my blue moon
Self-medicate my mental state to help escape as I
Hold my head and pray and meditate; please don't f*ckin' let me break
Not worried if the rent is paid, I'm just tryna find some better days
Where I can dedicate a jay to shit to celebrate
I spent most my life till now with a noose round my neck
I'm tryna spend the next few months just pursuin' this cheque
And if the money don't come, man, I know it's all good
Cuz I still feel peace when I breathe in the woods
Woke up out my grave with a smile on my face
This waste of space is sick of runnin'; time to wake up and chase
I can't lie; I been down, but it's the bed that I made
Boutta leave this f*ckin' house, boutta make my escape
Chains round my neck till I choke
Every day fade on the dope
Every day feel like the end
I ain't been feelin' myself
I ain't been feelin' myself
I ain't been feelin' you either
Tryna write my nightmares into the shit that I'm dreamin'
Bitch, get out my face, you don't need to know the motive
Every day I'm workin' although you will never know it
Bitch, get out my face, you don't need to know the motive
Yeah, I been inside my shell but I been workin' on my own shit