[Chorus]<br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />He came back from school<br />Passed for credentials<br />A few months passed<br />A few bad interviews<br />A bad mood<br />A trip to Cali interlude<br />Got a job, moved into apartment 2<br />Always on the move<br />No friends, no family, paychecks, unhappy<br />Paranoid, swears he's going to swear and yell, flip the middle finger<br />Swings his car into a single space<br />Checking things over and over again<br />Losing control over everything<br />Doesn’t know where anything ever is<br />Feels like work will never end<br />Writes notes, it’s hard to remember them<br />Society just won’t let him in<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />He talked to his mom, she started to cry<br />Hung up the phone not wanting to fight<br />He showered, dressed and started his ride<br />It was hard to get by, he just wanted to die<br />At work, it was hard to say hi<br />They probably thought, ‘what’s wrong with this guy?’<br />He thought, ‘if only they saw me inside’<br />He could work better with his problems aside<br />But it’s hard because problems started to rise<br />Got home and lifted a bottle way high<br />Keeping all his problems bottled inside<br />Smoking cigarettes, always longs to get high<br />Driving around tipsy to wander the night<br />Stopping at Taco Bell because he wanted a bite<br />Gets back home, it takes long to unwind<br />Relocking doors, what’s going on in his mind?<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />Some got it really bad<br />So don’t be getting mad<br />Be thankful what you got, for things to build upon<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />The slightest change in his tone wavering, his boss puts him on probation<br />He got fired, going back to home again<br />The job search is not going as planned<br />Drowns himself in music, flowing and rap<br />Doing checks, the refuse bin, that’s trash<br />Gum, crumbs, toothpick, Q-Tip cotton swabs and cotton balls<br />He will count ‘em all<br />His friend dissed him so he skipped giving him calls and texts<br />He needed distance, but his other friends he knew pulled the same stunt in his direction<br />He too became a victim<br />Smoking like a chimney, the pack’s empty on Wednesday<br />He bought it on Monday midday<br />The note said, "When I’m gone, ya’ll are fucked"<br />He died in his car, windows down, garage shut
