Too close to fame, too far from joy To realize we're not the ones Who need the fame, we need the cash We need a future, you feed the past I said, when I came back When I came back to my matter I said, when I came back It seemed like no one even mattered I'm too close to sane, too far from home Too caught in ignorance, too out on tour Two thousand six teens in a group Too far from old, too far from youth I said, when I came back When I came back to my matter I said, when I came back It seemed like nothing even mattered What's stopping me from ending it all? (2x) Yeah, I'm surrounded with parasites All invading my paradise Telling me all this fake advice like i'm really supposed to care? I'm not into finessing, these women invested On people they don't even know Then they wanna act like they in love but homie, it's been like a month, yeah (Don't try to act like you got stuff to do) Trust me, you got stuff to lose (Try to make a fool of me) Trust me you got stuff to see Try to love yourself ‘fore you love a, ‘nother homie that know you never I'm not try to be bold or clever, I'm just try to be more than ever Like ooooohhh, yeah, yeah i went there Yeah homie I went there, I'm too high I need some airfare I'm too live, I need a casket I'm too wild, I need a jacket Too much drive, I need a ticket I'm too foul, I need a chicken Baby girl do you remember that I was the first contender? Before anybody wanted her I was here to protect her But it's too late now… She's too far away and I can't catch up (This ain't GTA baby. This plane don't come with a parachute.) Too hard to watch, too hard to be Someone that I never thought i'd see Too lost, alone Too lost, alone Too lost, alone Too lost in my phone I said, when I came back When I came back to my matter When I came back I looked at her pair of eyes Realized that this my paradise