Can you feel my pain? Ohhh I'll be on my way Fuck just happened there? Did I cross the line? Thought I had it worked out Till I lost my mind And I'm just standing in the middle of the traffic With my finger in the air Cause I see the world is classic and All this shit is havoc Everyone causing commotion And they point the finger at me Tryna say that I'm promoting all the wrong shit why? I'm honest I won't lie My mind is scrambled eggs I was looking for a high man Should be happy when I'm chasing my dream If I forget to take my tablets then I'm making a scene You ever felt so fucked up That you nearly chucked Everything inside wanna die Like your luck's up What the fuck's up Need another new day Hold my shit together But I wonder if it's too late Plus I just got a call from my doctor She said the progress comin' to a stop fuck Underneath a sky so grey And all I see is pain and hate Look in my face Tell me that it's all okay The sun is gonna shine It's a brand new day Talking like you on my page Tell me do you feel my pain? But still I Pray Everything will be okay The sun is gonna shine I'll be on my way This my last drop of purple Spinning in a circle Just for the fuck of it Xannies with the Serical [?] Blaze a joint Now I think I'm on the right path Light that up Instant change in my eyes Brah 5 star to 5 star Flight after flight I Never stop with rap Till I die or retire I'm higher and higher But low at the same time I can't explain it You would have to be in the brain of mine To understand the upper hand I've never ever fuckin' ran From any problems Gotta stand And face 'em like a fucking man And able sense Got you falling asleep At the wheel, Jesus Christ Is this the warning for me I didn't take it if it was And now I'm fucking famous All eyes on me So it makes it more dangerous I'm a mess I'm a wreck But the rap shit I run that I need a bit of space Ain't ever had to come back Rappers won't admit I'm a major role and inspiration Instead they type on keyboards And start with all the hatin' No debating, I'm slaying these tracks Till I'm laid on my back Or I'm sprayed with a Gat You can't say it like that You can't stay with my raps Till the day I collapse Fans know I got their back's ABK 225 They my bro's man 14 Smoking weed through a coke can Now I'm on a program Don't it all make sense? If you a hater I can change your mind in 8 seconds Fuck you if you didn't get Scrap that, you're not a fan You fucking idiot You hating on me And I'll bring you to the pit of it Take you to the industry And make you smell the shit of it Where my brain at? Did the fame effect it? It's the Kers On my way to the death bitch