sleepless
all these monsters in my head tryna block me off,had some friends that was fake had to cut em off,all these voices in my head want me to take my life,i tell that shit to my doctor he say that aint right
but they dont really understand all the pain i feel,at nights i cant sleep i aint been eating meals,i been staying up late contemplating death,smoking used to numb the pain now that dont even help
just tell me lord what should i do i aint got shit to gain,tired of feeling like the life i live is all a game,every since the day she left me i aint felt the same,starting to lose my joy for rap and thats a fucking shame,
excuse my words i dont mean to use your name in vain,but i wonder did you have to go through all this pain,realize that your creations aint what you desire,washed em all away with water next ill be the fire,
maybe if i find my purpose i wouldn't be hurting,stay away from all the snakes,there the devils serpent,tell the demons in my head im taking control,this life is a wild ride find something to hold
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