[Verse 1] Yeah Soon after I dropped raw, the spotlight creeped up I received love from fans through out the world, yeah, seems nuts Asked to god, could it be luck? I put my toes it the sand and ended up with my feet stuck When the storm comes, then how should we address it? My situation to ruthless turned out to be a blessing During the time it left every ounce of me affected But when it was done I saw that I was bound to be a legend But I'm lost The fame drivin' me crazy, crying and angry, the games trying to change me Sinister reckon labels got desires to paint me As the world cause they f**ing hands high to embrace me How would you take it in? I honestly can't compare sponsored links The only reason I started rapping was to make a friend And now I got fans who love me for creating sins You think fame ain't got a dark side? Think again. Yo [Hook] Fame can make you insane! (It's so strange) Everyday, I feel I'm caught in the rain Only very few have walked in my shoes I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused Cause I don't know, who the hell I am [Verse 2] Yeah, scared I might never get a wife Closer I move into the limelight sh** is like Girls just want to be next to me cause I rip the mic Sayin' they love me, but the vibe I get isn't right What if I fly when my album dropped And went broke baby tell me would your love just stop? See I'm in love with you, but you in love with Hop The struggle's real, but through your eyes it's fun to watch I swear to god I used to feen for it I see the fire but I keep going I smell the sins from the breeze blowin' My crew is telling me to beast mode it I feel like I'm going to hell, I keep it up even my priest knows it So many women and the money is great But this life just isn't me and I don't want to be fake I didn't think that it would come to this day It's time I put my alter ego to the side and leave him stuck in his grave [Hook] [Verse 3] sh**, not anymore My soul's rotten and sore, I hear a knock at the door for real I got a lot to endure There ain't no stopping the storm, homie the top isn't warm for chill I think I need my light bulb fixed That's cause lately I ain't be getting hyped on sh** Life's a journey, you gotta find your niche I'm leaving this tight space because I don't fit Now I'm moving away, my whole life I'mma start from scratch As an artist I'm trapped f** Hop, Marcus is back For a while, it's gonna be hard to adapt When I'm willing to go through it I ain't starving to rap I'm soul searching It's like I'm living with no purpose I try to find a spark to spit but there's no urges Inside of me to pursue it Some people think that I'm stupid but don't judge if you ain't went through it I'm out [Hook x2]