[Verse 1]<br />All they ever see are the frowns<br />All they ever hear are the swearing sounds<br />They don’t ever see that I really hurt<br />It’s not just me, it’s your and my fault<br />I don’t sit around and just mope<br />I jump on the raps and get dope<br />This rap will not fix this mess<br />This rap gets shit off my chest<br />Wrong or right, impolite or nice<br />Nothing or money, dead or alive<br />This song is not one of those songs<br />That’s slow and mad, it’s for me not ya’ll<br />And don’t think that I truly like you<br />Just because it’s right to be rightful<br />For me I’ll always be nice to everyone<br />I don’t ever talk shit right to you<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Here’s the hook, is the song complete now?<br />If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out?<br />Whatever, take a deep breath<br />And make sure you listen to the rest of my spit<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />This is not philosophical<br />No lessons of life for you to wanna do<br />This is for me to get better<br />But not fully, just for me to get up<br />I don’t care about your reaction<br />Many times it’s a purely bad thing<br />I feel like I’m mentally ill<br />Curing it myself is a hard ordeal<br />Like coming off your training wheels<br />Or going back to the way I lived<br />Obviously I haven’t killed myself<br />Which means I still got some hope left<br />If you’re the same way raise your hand<br />If you can relate to the way I am<br />Screw it, you don’t have to do that thang<br />I already know who can and who can’t<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Here’s the hook, is the song complete now?<br />If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out?<br />Whatever, take a deep breath<br />And make sure you listen to the rest of my spit<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />Yes I rhyme yet I’m not fine<br />Yes to wine, just drink it down<br />Alcohol to help you when you’re down<br />Seasonal depression, it’s wintertime<br />Okay, you have to work for the good things<br />If you don’t they’re good for nothing<br />I just vent, explode with this pen<br />If you say I have everything, that is fiction<br />You cannot say I’m ungrateful<br />See I take care of what I gain too<br />Some say the rap game’s bad<br />Please explain that as I stay with rap<br />Self medication, I say what I’m thinking<br />Sigmund Freud, free association<br />Lastly, the reason people are reckless<br />They wanna feel fine, these lives are bitches<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Here’s the hook, is the song complete now?<br />If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out?<br />Whatever, take a deep breath<br />You’ve made it through, congratulations
