Out of my head.
So get out of my head, cause I need to rest
I don’t compete cause it ain’t a contest
I’m part of the elite, I don’t lay low to be discreet
I was born on the streets, so remember the words you speak
They play in my mind like a fiend that can’t sleep
And Neither can I, so I put it on repeat
Then I replay the beat, take a step and then creep
Still no sleep It’s the middle of the week, cause everything’s not what it seems
I wanna admit defeat, but it’s like a drug that I need
I stay fixated on the things that make me use my technique
Make me unique, it’s all bittersweet
Nothings ever guaranteed, but I still choose to believe
I use the drugs as an excuse to relieve, all the tension that’s creeping into my dreams
Can’t stop grindin on my teeth, I need to breathe
Before I lose my mind and cease to have my own peace
Never behind the scenes, ready to die and bleed for my beliefs
And beneath the surface we all deceive
If you say you haven’t you’re a liar in disbelief
How naive, just admit you aren’t ready to face your issues
You can choose to use as an excuse
Or you can simply just face the truth and be left with something to prove
Otherwise you’re looking at someone who’s been through the drug abuse
Tell me, do you approve?
And if you do, I think it’s time argue
Take a look through the previews, and introduce yourself
Take a look at your health, give me an estimated self wealth
The pain is like a threat, causes stress, then causes death to the flesh
Like a disease, as you begin to sweat you hold it by the threads
Feeling success without time for me to start afresh.
Its the effects that present a whole concept
False love and sounds you can hear on the stairwell
Oh well, I was already aware of the warfare
Been in this position before, still feels like I’m elsewhere
Wonder if anyone cares enough to sit down for a prayer
I love being on my own and alone, but sometimes it isn’t fair
Find myself starting to dwell, with no where to excel
Alone in another state, crying in my own hotel
Shouldn’t I be happy that my musics taken off but all I can do is stare
Because each time I admit a new issue, I lose more of my soul
And with that I lose a bit more control
Might have the payroll but what’s it worth without a goal?
Going at a dream without a purpose, but I want the rush
Without that I wouldn’t be tough enough to face the sadness
Tell me how did we get so senseless and get so restless?
I’m so reckless and the less wrecked I get, I become careless
Like a sickness that causes weakness on a full time basis
That causes you to be spineless
I try and come up with excuses as if my name was Alice
But I’m embarrassed and a bit too dangerous to come up with defences
But we all love the come up, for days it feels endless
And with no sleep, you’re gonna need some lenses
Before you cut yourself off and start to lose those senses
Doesn’t make sense when the moment presents
Feelin like a legend that’s reached his bridges, and when you do you’ve burnt it so how was it worth it?
I guess it’s worthless, and I’ll be less worthy of the purpose
But I was warned, so make sure you never let it be sworn over your life as if you’re facing court
But you’re a fraud, so tell me who’s story’s mo’ likely to be bought?
Mine or yours?