I don't no psychologist to figure out why I got these fucking problems I'm a motherfucking And nobody ever gonna be able to solve 'em I don't what you wanna call 'em too late to fix me, I'm at Rock Bottom I'd rather blow my brains with this Than sit there to your fucking nonsense I guess all you offer! So why do I even I need all you doctors! To make me like a million dollars
of trying to escape Or just looking the way I will from my mistakes to communicate
I need to find the way, I need a I to know if I'm all alone in this world I need to heal these wounds down inside my soul I need to where this path will go for me tomorrow
You say that on edge you pop a couple Xannies with some random loser friends? Say I'm a bum, but you're homeless The biggest loser of 'em all, living in flesh I don't care how low you hang down belt If your poetry's deep, homie, it heartfelt I don't care if you've had it up to I'm gonna kick ass, make it nice and clear You talk blood, sweat, and tears! When you act and look like Old Saint You wanna act tough like, "You're shit, sing!" But when you're hurt, always like your heart sinks
Instead of to escape Or just looking the way I learn from my mistakes to communicate
I need to find the way, I a miracle I need to know if I'm all in this world I need to heal these wounds deep inside my soul I need to know where path will go for me tomorrow!
No sorrow! No to swallow! As follow! I not sell my soul!
You wanna place us all in the same God I got a mind of my own I be crazy holding on to this rope you up like Geronimo This still safely in his zone Floating all around like a fucking Don't care how I'm diagnosed song is when the bomb drops, it pretty much goes
I need to find the way, I a miracle I need to know if I'm all in this world I need to heal these wounds deep down my soul I need to where this path will go for me tomorrow I need to the way, I need a miracle I to know if I'm all alone in this world I need to heal these deep down inside my soul I to know where this path will go for me tomorrow