Sitting in the mansion

Couple bottles of vodka

Drinking myself down, I drown

Now, the only thing I’m having is the music and when I make records I put on the crown

Black ripped jeans with a black hoodie

I’m talking to the dead ghost call me Kid Cudi

It’s like I’m Kanye in a lyrical sense

I make sense to the people that be feeling depressed

(UH)

Curtains closed with blinds all shut and then I grab the tray with the green all rolled

Smoking up until my lungs go old

Then log off like I’m logging off my laptop dead

(UH)

You should seen the fucking lines read

(UH)

You should seen the fucking things I said

(UH)

I should be in a maximum security 'cause honestly I’m feeling kinda crazy and I’m off my meds

Oh shit, I fell asleep, we only 50 seconds in

What the fuck am I playing at Jordan?

I’m shooting 3s getting points, I’m playing like Jordan

Except the real me misses the basket (YA!)

The real fucking me is probably sitting in casket, with the dark present and my heart gone all cold

But the way I’m fucking rapping it’s like I’m in the future so technically I’m dealing with a heart that’s old

But my heart containing legacy, that independent legacy and people don’t know independence so my heart got auctioned

Sold and now I’m empty, you pushing buttons and I beg you tempt me because I got the trigger finger and my other hand the middle, said "fuck the world" turn to gun right round, go bang, did you hear how fucking nice that sound?

Hit the floor then blood spill listen

This is my confession because I’m at the holy gates looking to go to heaven, Hell ain’t for me, ah, made another record depressing but I’m stressing the damn message saying "truth is the way to be", ah

Cleanse up

Free your sins

You have another chance to redo all the lies you told

All the times you made other people fold

All the empty threats like a gun unload

There’s another thing I wanna say but let me put it in another way, how many times do you doubt yourself to make change?

The only time you're gonna be driving a new range is if you make the change apparent on your song and so you writing lyrics have nigga's sing along and so you dropping records and people playing the song but they drop you when you talk about the real its wrong

But anyway it’s judgement day

I’m being honest with myself and it’s the only way

I’m sharing honesty and that’s why I’m releasing this track

I heard honesty’s only the best policy (facts)

I used to be a liar and I embraced it but now I’m cleansing all my sins and that shit makes me sick and then I’m licking up my sick spit it on the track and drop that "oh shit made another hit"

I’m the type of guy you probably played with in the playground of a pre school, fuck what my name is!

That’s why you only know me as the guy from the playground like I’m nameless, I don’t really care bitch!

Always had you on my shoulders

You was there bitch

Drag you through my life like a fucking horse and carriage, passage

You was always there like the air in the clouds bitch

You was always there like we’re dealing with a marriage

Me and you were close I just want you to believe me, drop the negative energy

Me and you connected the most and now you ghost almost like you fucking see me as the fucking enemy

We shared a lot of traits together but then you changed, "why the fuck this happen to Dre?"

We shared a lot of moments together and then it fades, "why the fuck does this happen to me?!"

From the beginning of the song I’ve been spitting about me

So in in other words I’m saying it’s me, do you follow?

Flow so cold you just swallow

Empty heart now, that’s hollow

You knock me down like Apollo

We shared the tears now, that’s sorrow

Anyway I’m talking about the person in pre school, "what’s his fucking name?"

What you mean? that’s me fool!

I’ve been talking bout my fucking self, fuck Dre fool!

The only person that kinda terrified of, is me, 'cause I don’t care for the world or care for myself I’m damaging all of my damn health (ah!)

The only person that kinda terrified of, is me, 'cause I don’t care for the world or care for myself I’m damaging all of my damn health!

(ooh!)