[ Featuring The People ]
I got a lot of problems
But I know y'all sick of heaing
I'm hiding in my closet
Asking god for forgiveness
I know he listens to me
But he ain't talking to me
I grew up on sunset
Send the dogs for me
This ain't no rap that i'm spitting
This is the love of my father
These are the tears of my mother
I grew up all alone
I've seen death in my home
I might fill the clip
I'll put the glock to my face
Pull it and f*ck this shit
I don't know how to deal with it
I'm running out of friends
I'm immature as f*ck
Everybody leave in the end
I'm so down on my luck
I'm so down on myself
I want my friends back
Why am I so mean to myself
I'm choking trying to listen
I grew up all alone
I haven't found myself since
I sold a piece of my soul
Outlined with picket fences
Outlined with dirt and stones
I'm trying to change the vision
Everything seems to go wrong
Grabbed the bible, tried to read that shit
But I'm selfish and I couldn't listen
Oh lord what is wrong with me?
Used to blame you but i'm half the reason
I'm so cold at night
I'm trying to fight for life
I'm trying to make it back
I'm trying to do whats right
