Suffering

[Verse 1] At night always overthinking things When it actually happens everything is actually okay I’m just tired, worried, anxious, and dull Head full of thoughts and dreams in my skull Yeah, and I just spoke the same topic Over and over, like do I really love it? I hate it so much, get those thoughts out Look I just did it again, I’m deep in a route Please save me from this, I can’t speak right Only write good when I’m happy or in spite But what’s the point of writing good lyrics If I’m just gonna mess up the quality What’s the point of using good instrumentals If I’m just gonna mess up the quality My kidney so overweighed and dead, kna mean? Blasted out the front, I’m such an addicted fiend Loner insanity got me driving crazy every day I don’t heed no opinions or even what they say Uh, hands so cold no blood circulation Touch my face and feel its super-hot skin Man take a shower and I feel so cold Always drowsy and tired I bet I got a cold Always feeling feverish cause I’m working I would give a fever for feverishly working Broken and bare feet hit and feel the textures On the ground and always annoyed at dinner Man, like what’s wrong with me homie Cough up and caught up ain’t so lovely I’m just too abstract nobody understands me My body machine is so weak I’m slowly dying I don’t see my purpose from all this rhyming I’m suffering so much, I can’t stand it Boring cycle and repetitive life I’m sick of it I’m so weird, different, and abstract I guess from this I should sign with Strange Music I just wanna suicide, shoot myself in the head Rip off my skin and face or even die in the bed Desultory rambles and talks I can’t take it I can’t take it no more so please just take it Supersized, summer is burning so bright Can’t believe I’m just giving in to the fight Gulping and swallowing hard from nervousness Intimidation I’ve got so much to say Yay, notes on my iPhone and school notebook Journal is my checklist it helps my mind Look I can’t produce, I’ve got no skills I just have it in my head and imagination Walking so hard that I’m numb and aching Bones tired and I’m stressed I ain’t balling Tracy McGrady and Andre Iguodala are balling Carbohydrates, dehydration can’t react fast Feeling I get before heading to class Announcing every single detail, call that Kevin Harlan Can’t deal with a teacher who can’t keep order I’m so grumpy let’s get this done once and for all Please God I really pray that I can stop this bawl