[Intro]
You know it's like...sometimes you don't gotta invite problems.
They can just invite themselves
Either way you still gotta deal wit em and I'm tired of it
It's airheads that just want the attention
Them typa people in the clouds, like intro to Simpsons
All they shit got me sickened, cuz so much of them parasites
Be tryin angles on the net, just obsessed with the mentions
All this negative energy, they keep sending me- should ignore it
All them low lives designed for a T, it ain't Ralph Lauren
Shit
I'm only 19, patience I'm still learning
It's been running thin, cuz shit got me hot like a stove and furnace
Bitches tryin me, till I take a stand- then what's the verdict?
I'm guilty of being real
Don't care how you feel
Keep attracting these problems somehow, so what's the appeal?
Niggas startin shit they can't finish, then act like the victim
Got some helpless friends, I can't help em, don't know if I'll miss em
All these voices in my head, I'm seeing violence and death
I gotta exercise it, before I hurt em' or I diss em'
Kareem told me, I'm only 19 I should stop trippin
It's a problem when ya ventin' is misconstrued as some bitchin'
Don't hand me a weapon in this state, my finger itchin'
You ever been so stressed that ya other eye get to twitchin'?
Have you been pushed to the point, where you wanna say "f*ck the mission?"
I'm guessing that's just the symptoms, I'm sick of this shit
Got me feeling misogynistic when life act like a bitch
I can never rest, an insomniac, I'm tired of this
My tolerance runnin low and lately my bank account
I'm caught in a maze of decisions, and lately can't make it out
Sometimes I run into dead ends, other times I see light
It's getting darker and darker, but every time I'm gon' fight
But F*ck It