(Verse 1)

Another day, another lost hope- Well oh well

I’m on the ropes and- sadly, depression sells

They cheer the loudest once you kick the pail

Sometimes I think about stepping out in front of a car when I get the mail

It’s just a matter of when I will

Do I dare take all these benadryl?

This barren waste that I’m in just feels like an Earthquake at a carnival, I wasn’t given a fair shake- get the Richter scale

I wear gray when I’m in my feels

Can’t stand the taste of this bitter pill

Sometimes I just wanna hit the rail when I’m drivin’

Radio up to fill the silence

It irritates me admitting that I tend to feel so violent

I express it when I’m writing but in person I tend to hide it

I stare straight like I never feel the bare pain in my head but

(Hook)

I’ve been thinking lately ‘bout cashing out on Benz

Taking one cruise then steering it off a ledge

Maybe I'll be looked up to as it all comes to an end

Not a matter of how it's all a matter of when

Why take all the pain?-

Maybe there’s a way out of this mess pent up in my head

Maybe I'll be looked up to as it all comes to an end

Not a matter of how it's all a matter of when

(Verse 2)

Never been able to let go of the past

Rope is attached to memories of little things that were trivial yet they all formed every habit

Controllin’ reactions has made me so cold so I have to start holdin ‘ it back

My moment has passed cause The only time I show emotion is in rap

When I’m done with it all I just wanna rest deep

Have my final goodbyes with the inspirations that left me

I gotta be thankful for one good album, it was a blessing

But I’ve hit a wall with writing, I was overcome with envy

I hate when I like a song and I sing it back

Always ask myself again and again: “Why didn’t I think of that?”

With this mentality legible is always gonna be in last

Yet every time I change it, my music ends up being trash

Guess I’m belligerent, why is my best always when I am dissin?

I think all my silent aggressions are spillin’ with every written

If you wanna know every fear that I have then you better just shut up and listen

I know that I always sound good as long as I’m pessimistic

As long as I’m depressed you’ll listen

Or I could go real fast and say nothing trying to kill a beat

Then sell that heat for 10 a piece. When will I stop? By 23? Is that too young? Is my pen unique? Are there any original melodies? Tell me is anyone listening?

Rap is my only escape but just like nicotine it’s Killing me

One word to describe where I‘m at?

Frustrated. I know what change will fix things but I’m not man enough to make it

Run away with nothing after all my work- I’m breaking down

One final album: “I’mPerfect” guess I better make it count

(Hook)

I’ve been thinking lately ‘bout cashing out on Benz

Taking one cruise then steering it off a ledge

Maybe I'll be looked up to as it all comes to an end

Not a matter of how it's all a matter of when

Why take all the pain?-

Maybe there’s a way out of this mess pent up in my head

Maybe I'll be looked up to as it all comes to an end

Not a matter of how it's all a matter of when