How I Feel Inside

I'm lookin' like I'm gonna get it You probably don't get it

I come in your house and lookin' like I'm about to setup a show in you kitchen.

If no body really cares then why the fuck do they listen.

It tares me apart knowing that with all this talent I've been given That i still hate myself and feel like I'm stuck in my own prison. Look in the cell and all you'll see is little ol' me.

Sitting in the middle of the room as depressed as can be.

Why should i care about who i wanna be?

No one else does as far as i can see.

Is it really worth living a life that has little to no meaning.

I hate watching all of these people out here that are constantly leaning

On others to help them get through their problems and grieving.

While i sit in my cell and I'm internal bleeding.

You think you know who I am until i open up on a flow.

So take all these bars and why don't you let me know.

Who you think I am as you go Through all of these daily issues

I could go through a fucking box of tissues

A day if i didn't fake my own emotions.

Lately it feels like i go through the motions

With all this commotion

I feel like theres about to be and explosion.

Trying to come after me as if you're some ghost

Then you go around on your socials and post

What the fuck is wrong with your brain

Did you accidentally fully drain Every bit of knowledge you have into your game?

That's a shame

You turned out to be someone I consider lame

You'll never in your life find fame But neither will I because I'm left here to hang

You thought you'd get what I'm saying

Mother fucker you must playin'

You trip on a different level here hold my shovel

As I grab my body from my own grave.

Can you do it for me? I'm no longer brave

Take a look the person I wanted to become

Damn I must have been so fucking dumb

To think I'd get anywhere the way I was headed