I got issues I gotta get through They're gonna miss you when you're gone I need a life line [?] Will I take your breath away Or will I take my last today? I got issues I feel like everything is just falling apart I don't feel the love so I question my heart They only show you love when you're blessed in the charts They left me out to drown so I wrestle with sharks I thought some of you niggas was friends When they think your buzz is gone Them niggas dipping to win I got news pussy niggas, Benton in it to win As soon as you bounce back They right back with you again Fuck em' I fucked my marriage up a couple days ago She deserved better I got ways to go And why do I feel so numb the pain should make you grow More antidepressants to [?] down your throat Uh These fucking doctors trippin' They give you cliche advice to offer you prescriptions I try to hide the hurt like they can't see a fucking difference Avoid all of my friends so they can't see a nigga slipping, uh Stuck in a bed like fuck life Sleep the day away I don't wanna get up, right Unattended to my kids No energy to throw the ball like I don't wanna live God I'm trippin' I see that I'm fucking blessed Anxiety and fear [?] beating my fucking chest I know it's just the sickness [?] my fucking flesh Tho we ashamed to face it Defeated by fucking stress I got issues I gotta get through They're gonna miss you when you're gone I need a life line [?] Will I take your breath away Or will I take my last today? I got issues Thousands of fans you think that I should feel something But I focus on the negative I don't feel nothing like Damn I'm supposed to be at the top Maybe they think I fucking suck and that's the reason I'm not Ay what these other niggas got that put them up on the spot? I keep getting overlooked I fear that I'll never pop Maybe they'll give me props on the day that I rot Never get the rose until your body dripping in crops Damn I'm sick of hearing I'm underrated I hope the people spread the word, I appreciate it That's love But to be honest with you I'm suffering My demons taunt me everyday I feel like I'm stuck with them, uh I understand why SwizZz rarely put out music Cause he suffered with it too Leaves your confidence ruined Feeling empty Too pussy to die Pray you don't tempt me Bottle of vodka I rarely fuck with the henney I'm living lower than my expectations No celebration Death got a reservation I pray that I find the courage to ask somebody for help Scared to let you see my weakness Suppressing ways that I felt Just know that you're not alone That's why I'm writing this song I feel it like you feel it Just find a way to move on Some days I feel like I'm living in Hell Gotta find a cure for this mental health I got issues I gotta get through They're gonna miss you when you're gone I need a life line [?] Will I take your breath away Or will I take my last today? I got issues