Facts or fiction
I'm losing grip
Like can i find some friction
Inside my head
I got ahead and now my mind is missin
I said no to popping pills
And now my livers giving
I'm on highway 95
I'm tryna drive
Something in my cup
But god damn i feel alive
I'm cool if you riding
But if not then i dont mind
I'm cool if you riding
But if not then i dont mind
Been battling demons since a youngin
Dopamines been runnin
Low and ive been juggling
Shits a circus
But i kinda love it
Runnin from something
I just don't know what of it
Runnin from something
I just don't know what of it
I might lose my mind
I done kept my soul
Tell me is this real
Tell me where to go
Looking for guidance
In all the places i knew i shouldn't
Took advice from people
That knew what the f*ck they're doing
What i thought was advice
Really turned out f*cking stupid
My guess is they have power
And they really tried to use it