Vent

I used to think people who talk to themselves are crazy guess I'm singin a different song right now Vent Vent Yeah Bury my thoughts inside so many other thoughts Paradoxes in my dreams got me taking psychedelic notes Looked in the mirror All I see is fear doubts tears flowing deep inside you But you walk in disguise just to keep your people smiling It ain't no surprise what glitters outside isn't what it seems Ehh Yo Scrappy do you wear your heart on your sleeve just to sell some streams Or are you crying out for help but nobody cares Or are you just like venting to just heal wounds that might turn into memes Crazy world but We still vent Vent vent Touched a few dollars then you climbed to the top of your ego Pray you don't fall back to zero You got people calling you a hero The power of dinero But you ain't perfect are you You got doubts inside you Tell em how you've been having dreams inside so many other dreams So many wonders in them that you don't which to believe So you wake up confused and resort to Henny Fell in love with computers now you treat them like your ex Dummy dummy You think you can make a hit record from your bed room and and sell shows out like DMX Scrappy You so funny Huh dummy dummy You crossed the rubicon you don't know how to return So you keep on going hoping you get to be redeemed by whatchu might earn Stupid stupid Vent Vent Vent