Who have I Become
Thinking with this gun
These thoughts in my mind
And there's no place to run
Feeling troublesome
If I'm number one
Then why I don't feel like I won
Who have I Become
Thinking with this gun
These thoughts in my mind
And there's no place to run
Feeling troublesome
If I'm number one
Then why I don't feel like I won
Everyday I'm Growing and Growing
Iced out like its Snowing its Snowing
All around the world like I'm Touring and Touring
Imitating me man they Cloning they Cloning
But can't nobody on this earth ever replace me
See if they try to walk in my shoes they'd crazy
Or maybe even roc-a-fella No Jay-Z
Or end up a Ghost like Patrick Swayze
Everybody wants the material things I own
But no one wants the mental illness I hold
Only seem to want to come and see me on the road
And I find myself with no one else at Home
Battling My Mind Inside Alone
But I still don't know
Why I got this chrome to my Dome
Who have I Become
Thinking with this gun
These thoughts in my mind
And there's no place to run
Feeling troublesome
If I'm number one
Then why I don't feel like I won
Who have I Become
Thinking with this gun
These thoughts in my mind
And there's no place to run
Feeling troublesome
If I'm number one
Then why I don't feel like I won
Depression is Killing Me
No higher power around to be healing me
Fighting insecurities
Screaming out loud but no one seems to hear me
Beyond my Boldness
And losing control of my Prefrontal cortex
Taking it outta context
And Crying inside like I don't even want this
When my father passed away and I was alone
Tell me where was You at?
When my Mama use to whip my ass as a little kid
Tell me where was You at?
When I use to have to work two jobs to get by
Tell me where was You at?
Tell me where was Ya'll at?
Just keeping up with the Facts!
So I'm Cocking this Gun Back
Telling myself how would my mama React?
Point it to the side of my head
Temple looking down the chamber of this barrel
Like a Train Track
My Mind is a Train Wreck
Telling myself if I pull this trigger
There's no turning BACK!
This Shits Hurting BAD!
This shit makes me MAD!
This shit makes me SAD!
Who have I Become
Thinking with this gun
These thoughts in my mind
And there's no place to run
Feeling troublesome
If I'm number one
Then why I don't feel like I won