Direction Video (MV)

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
C-lance let's go

Every day it's like a whole new game
And I get nervous every time I gotta go through change
I'm twenty-four I gotta pull my weight
But it's hard now that everybody knows my name
That's cool though I guess I keep it to myself
But ain't nobody feel the type of feelings that I felt
I put no fear into my health I'd rather roll one up
Until that chain around my neck is looking cold as f*ck
I might, punch you in the stomach 'til your shoulders touch
Ya'll just think I'm going crazy, "Merk hold your tongue" nah
Those days are over, drinkin' straight, I never chased with soda
Thinking back when mama used to scoop me in that beige Corolla
We drank Corona by the bed just never staying sober
Wake up in the A.M. and I'm always on that same old corner
Coming home high and we would try to keep the same composure
The back alleys all we needed as a place for closure
Who knew? that's how it goes I guess
I'll be six feet under water tryna hold my breath
Merk

I'm tryna pick my direction
Sometimes you need a minute
These demons keep creeping on my shoulders
Take a hard look at your life and who's in it
These demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'
I just see right through 'em I see the details
I'm tryna pick my direction
Bad luck can get you, listen to that gut

But you can be a loser and you wouldn't tell the difference
Now everything you used to think mattered really didn't
You ain't a baller you a product of the system
But you biting for the bait when you should be the one fishing
Get behind the wheel f*ck the passenger seat
You got the steering and control and the gas at your feet
Look, you hear the rumors and you let 'em all consume you
As if it wasn't something you'd already gotten used to
Boo-hoo put your big boy pants on
And drink another bottle but that shit won't last long
You feel superhuman when you peel that cap off
Every other morning it's the same old sad song
The pain and the regret won't let you take another step
You claim you feel okay but in the face you look depressed
I hope you hear this and you go get some help
It's not for you I wrote this to myself

I'm tryna pick my direction
Sometimes you need a minute
These demons keep creeping on my shoulders
Take a hard look at your life and who's in it
Demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'
I just see right through 'em I see the details
I'm tryna pick my direction
Bad luck can get you, listen to that gut

(Why does the sun come up? Why do you think the sun comes up?
The sun comes up every single day
Why though?
'Cause God wanted it to, that's why
When it goes away, where does it go?
Where's it go?
Yeah
I know where it goes
It goes on the, it goes right there by the beach where else?
Really?
Where'd you think it goes at? What's the matter with you?
That's a stupid question to ask)