(Yeah, some real shit

Just tryin to like, get some shit off my mind like...)

Could've left the Druff but I was busy rollin weed and smokin crack 'fore I could drive

I'm grindin so my kids won't ever know that kind of life

Won't go the place I go, stuck at home alone

My homies out there livin, I'm smokin and growin old

In entropy, stepped on a millipede by accident tonight

Another careless decision causin pain like I've done my whole life

In conflict, hesitate to let these feelings leave my lips

Fake like they relatin, but when they act I can see the switch

Quick to judge, if you can't handle the facts then why you askin?

My years ain't been no badge of honor, wasted half em slackin

Why get up and text her? Ain't gon' act like I got shit to offer

Rottin in my recliner, playin Fallout in my boxers

While they bombin shit outside my window, some say I'm low class

But I ain't quite recovered from them Ziplocs of Prozac

I used to sneak to school when I'd feel like they wasn't workin

S'posed to fix it, yet they only exacerbated and worsened what was hurtin

Now I can barely keep my thoughts straight

And I contradict every sentence, infinite sippin like I'm Tremblay

So it's never empty, swallow my pain and get to work

Ain't got no time to shit in pity, Des just said he need a verse

So I ain't wastin opportunities, can't finish til they see me

Tryin to make a noise they can't ignore and force my way to TV (unh)

Don't know which second's the last, so I been stayin high

We sick, hollow inners, end up bitter so we hatin life

And that's a recipe for somethin real deadly

But you gotta pay bills, fightin to keep a meal in your real belly

Got plenty skeletons, I'm just prone to display em

Lay em on the beat shameless, put my government name on em

Show you where to trace em, only human we all fuck up

Feelin born with disproportionate stats, gotta level luck up 'fore my sand is gone

I can see it slippin through my fingertips

And that's the fear that's fuelin the venom that come between my lips

Don't get it twisted off some pictures with my parents

Act like cause I had that bed to sleep in, posin like I'm Clarence

They don't see me starin dead at the wall with the hours passin

See the shrinks face, scared at all the thoughts that I been havin

Said "goddammit don't you bring him here, don't feel okay alone with him

He say he don't control himself, The Devil's got a hold of him

Can't trust that he won't pin me to my desk and have his way with me."

Every time I'm honest it just makes em all afraid of me (yeah)