Demons in disguises said I'ma product of my environment
Always had a problem with the f*ckin world which I live
I grab mics during bad nights while I have fights inside my f*ckin mind
Cuz nobody knows what my heads like
You hoping for the best right
I don't give a f*ck
It's been some months can't shake this feelin tryna numb the pain with drugs
Ain't really working how they all said
Guess I'll fight til I'm gone with the wind
F*ck depression and anxiety enough said
What the f*ck
Look at this shit do you think this a joke, ay
I'm spendin nights feelin like this shit might be the time for me to forfeit
Obsorbin this bullshit of course it takes tole on a motha f*ckas soul
I was smokin on a bowl just to motha f*ckin cope
Then was poppin pills gone in me motha f*ckin home
If I do it til I'm old I'm reapin what I f*ckin sow lil bitch, ay
When you arrived I thought I would thrive
The doctor said you would help the depression would melt left me feelin
Like hell f*ck that I don't need shit
You're not alone
Even thought you believe it
I thought the same thing til I met different people
This songs for the lost motha f*ckas who need it
These f*ckin problems leave you nothin but this misery and pain
Used to think of giving up but I get stronger everyday
Ay
F*ck the people who be doubting me don't ride with lames
Exit out the f*ckin way
Cuz you cannot control my fate lil bitch
These f*ckin problems leave you nothin but this misery and pain
Used to think of giving up but I get stronger everyday
Ay
F*ck the people who be doubting me don't ride with lames
Exit out the f*ckin way
Cuz you cannot control my fate lil bitch