[Verse 1] Its kinda like Its sorta like Its a little bit about just like thisI can't fight this This type of feeling inside Its sort of like I ain't living inside My heart is steady beating But you reading flatline Taking away your (?) is the devil's pastime And he got me for the day In ways I can't even explain I'm afraid I might be going insane My peoples looking for me But I ain't nowhere to be found Drowning in my own tears Tired of feeling this pain that's built up over the years Its difficult to explain it To get that sh** soaking and clear I sit dormant as I'm holding my beer
Just drowning my sorrows Another soul left in the bottle Just like the dollar n***as pay you back tomorrow Chicago they got the best dummy Success and rap like (?) to me n***as don't be showing underground cats no love This sh** is stress for me The pleasures (?) to even the pain It ain't no words for me to even explain [Musical Break] Even explain (Repeats) [Outro: ? Sample] I'm gonna push my way out of here Even though I can't say when But I'm gonna get off of this dead end street And I ain't never gonna come back again Never