[Verse 1: Hopsin]

I'm tired of feeling lost, staring up at the ceiling wall

Hating the world, wanting to kill 'em all

The government is still the cause and they conceal it all

From UFOs to planes making buildings fall

Stuck in a life that I ain't ask for

You're blowing up off of wackness when my level of skill is past yours

Crunch time has got my abs sore

And when I'm ready I'm hopping out of the matrix through the back door

I need some new shoes and a new shirt

My girl's mad 'cause I care more about music than I do her

No medic insurance and my tooth hurts

If you down then I'm down to just jump off a cliff and end it, but you first

My label got me feeling like I'm just a flop profit

Giving me limits, telling me my only market is Hot Topic

And they will not stop it, it's like they cock blockin'

And only meals I ever fucking eat is Hot Pockets

[Hook: Hopsin]

See when I get this low (Low)

I wonder why my parents even bothered to have me (Who knows)

I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy

I wish someone would run up and just stab me

But then again I don't want to die (No)

I don't want to lose my life but at the same time

I won't pretend that everything's fine

You love your life but I hate mine

[Verse 2: Kombine]

I hate my life, there ain't nothing I'm doing that's right

I really wish that I was dead and seeing the light

And all these things that always happen to me

They got me wanting to hang myself from my family tree

I've had it with me, I feel this way passionately

But I won't do it 'cause someday I'll blow up nationally

I've got these crazy fucking thoughts coming right out of my mouth

You say I'm never gonna blow up so I'll blow up your house

I'm gonna get ya, I'm gonna leave you still like a picture

It's Mr. Meanie Man and, yeah, I'm fucking coming to get you

I really hate myself but I just hate you some more

Your neck is like a stolen Honda 'cause I'm chopping a cord

And do you get it? You know that Kombizzle is with it

I never come short, you know that I will never go midget

But if my life don't change quick then I will probably be dead

Oh fuck it, I just want to live and make this music instead

[Hook: Hopsin]

See when I get this low (Low)

I wonder why my parents even bothered to have me (Who knows)

I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy

I wish someone would run up and just stab me

But then again I don't want to die (No)

I don't want to lose my life but at the same time

I won't pretend that everything's fine

You love your life but I hate mine

[Verse 3: GrewSum]

Life is shitty when you ain't got no label to fund

Any of the albums you release so you stay on the run

Looking for markets to promote you, there's basically none

And making one all by myself I'm not capable of

But still I try and we made a little something from nothing

But no money is coming in and I'm struggling, wondering

When the fuck will it change, feeling stuck in the game

With no bucks and no change, nothing but fucking complaints

And suicide ain't an option because I have a kid

And I want him to be proud of some shit that daddy did

So I just have to rip beats apart for cash to spend

Charging less than half of what I'm worth just to traffic them

There ain't no laughing, friend, this ain't a laughing matter

When you rapping, mastering mix, and do graphics after

And then press and promote, it's been stressful, I know

What's impressive is hope is the thing that gets you to cope

[Hook: Hopsin]

See when I get this low (Low)

I wonder why my parents even bothered to have me (Who knows)

I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy

I wish someone would run up and just stab me

But then again I don't want to die (No)

I don't want to lose my life but at the same time

I won't pretend that everything's fine

You love your life but I hate mine