[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