Freedom - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Take a peek in my mind and tell me what you find

My mind’s in agony, I’m lackin’ the grind

And the motivation to keep on goin’

To keep a conversation and to keep on flowin’

I’m trapped in a cage, to my mind I’m a slave

I’ve snapped on the page, but my life has concaved

I’ve rapped with my rage, but that shit never waived

I mapped my change, but I’m not bein’ saved

Lost my freedom to greed and all that

Been feelin’ egregious, whatcha call that?

I’m not prestigious, that shit’s just an act

To hide how I feel, bitch, I can’t adapt

To the shit that life keeps throwin’

At my fuckin’ head, damn my mind’s been closin’

Itself off to everyone that’s been controllin’

I know for a fact that my death is approachin’

[Hook]

Please help

I think I’m losin’ my freedom

Please help, I’m losin’ my freedom

My freedom

Please help

I think I’m losin’ my freedom

Please help, I’m losin’ my freedom

My freedom

[Verse 2]

I’m sick of the shit that people keep doin’

To piss me off, fuck, I know I’m a nuisance

That’s just my two cents, I’m full of prudence

I act like a doofus, but my mind is in ruins

I’m fluent with the sad shit, ain’t that tragic

I’m only sixteen, damn, I’m fuckin’ dramatic

I’m just emphatic, actin’ like an addict

This music shit’s magic and I wish that I had it

Earlier in my life when I was actin’ out

Doin’ illegal shit, but what’s the rationale?

My parents always argue ‘bout me and my sister

Makin’ stupid decisions; been makin’ me bitter

Or what about my step-dad’s ass movin’ out?

That man practically raised me, I ain’t got no doubt

That if it weren’t for him, I’d’ve landed in jail

But I straightened out my act and I know I’ll prevail

[Hook]

Please help

I think I’m losin’ my freedom

Please help, I’m losin’ my freedom

My freedom

Please help

I think I’m losin’ my freedom

Please help, I’m losin’ my freedom

My freedom

[Verse 3]

My life doesn’t change; everyday the same thing

Wake up, go to school and that’s the main thing

That’s fuckin’ my mind up; I know I complain

Way too often, just know I don’t feign

The way I feel or lie ‘bout my mental state

And honestly, there’s not a fuckin’ thing that can elevate

It, like a car, self-hatred accelerates

My mind is a house that I need to renovate

I’m no renegade; my mind’s just a rebel

My emotions are like a bass without the treble

They’re at an extreme low, like the devil

Say hello to my demons; I’ve got several

I spend hours in the mirror picking out imperfections

Underweight, overtired, no sense of direction

Hate my reflection with no exceptions

Damn, this depression’s left an impression

[Hook]

Please help

I think I’m losin’ my freedom

Please help, I’m losin’ my freedom

My freedom