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20 years of living on Earth
I'm filled with pain and it hurts
I know that life is a blessing, but I'm still stressing 'cuz I feel cursed
I can't open up 'cuz every time I do, it just makes everything worse
Anger, depression and sadness, why do I have this? Why can't I let it disperse?
I might burst if I can't control it, it's not my fault I been broken
I'm just used to everyone foldin', my brain and heart's all swollen
And I already know if, I keep containin' all my emotions
I'll start explodin', can't even hide this pain by smokin'
I hate being alone, I want a girl I can call my own
With no doubts on the words out her mouth, but I can't even get a text back on my phone
So I gotta get stoned, whether I'm out or chillin' at home
Pick up a pencil, play instrumentals then you know I'm in my zone
What's the point of all this cash, if there's no respect?
I try to be there for everyone, but when it comes to my ass, they fast to forget
I just be tryin' not to mind it, but alas it's havin' me stressed
All of this trauma got to my head; that's a fact I wanna reject
How can I act like life is the best? When I reside in the state of America
Everyone's fast to rack up a mess, but they on my neck if I'm breakin' my character
I hate the fact, there's no respect for us blacks, they actin' like they scared of us
Shit is so wack, and I just be sittin' back and thinkin' that nobody care for us
But I don't know, why I smoke and drink like this, why do I always think like this
Maybe it's cuz I'm aware that my life can be took so quick in a blink like this
With no way to stop it, so day by day I'm watchin'
'Cuz where I'm from, these niggas full of hate they straight up plottin'
When I wake up I gotta bake up just to keep my sanity
I'm so paranoid that sometimes I can't even trust my family
But there's no reason behind it, that's just the way I feel
Maybe the whole world might be better off on the very day I'm killed
I still don't know why I'm like this, I'm alive but I feel so lifeless
I don't understand how folks do wrong all the time instead of being righteous
It makes me so damn mad, that I walk around all day with a tight fist
Sometimes I just wanna swing on the next motherfucker that think he could try shit
And I just don't know, why a nigga got all these problems
Or what had caused 'em, and I'm not too sure if I'll ever solve 'em
I lost some friends and I hate it but I'll make it with or without 'em
But rather than talking about it, just sit back and listen to the album

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