I got some shit on my chest
And I ain't been doing my best
I got some people who rely on my skills and my pen
I've just been living life trapped in a box in my room
I don't go out cuz I'm mad an confused
I work a shit job and it pays decent money
But I ain't happy at all
Honestly its kinda funny
Cuz when I go out all my friends call me a rapper
People at church asking for my spotify
Honestly my mind is in overdrive
I'm like a local celerbrity in my community
My little cousin yeah he trynna be me
But honestly I ain't happy at all
Why do I feel so wrong
Yeah
As life goes by and I get a little older
All my demons and angels argue over my shoulder
I'm stressing all the time
And I don't know why
Cuz I'm doing so well
I should be happy and swell
I'm in the same place that I started in
No progress in my attempts
It all falls flat on my back cuz I'm broke
I got no money no hope
I scribble down in my notes
Yeah
I scribble down in my notes
My little brother said his friends are my fans
And it felt a little funny cuz he only thirteen
But I thought
Who did I listen to when I was thirteen
But it's different I know them and there families
My dad says I make no money from this music
Why do you even do this
Look at my brothers and I
We all went to college got good jobs and never did nonsense like this
Is this a rebel phase
Its hard for bees to explain to the fly's why honey taste better than shit
I'm not complacent
I work for this music
I know I could never make it
But I act like I made it
And I rap like I made it
Cuz if i made it in my head eventually it comes true
I balance a dangerous addiction to this music
If I don't make it I'll loose it
And I can't have failure on my concise
No I can't
As life goes by and I get a little older
All my demons and angels argue over my shoulder
I'm stressing all the time
And I don't know why
Cuz I'm doing so well
I should be happy and swell
I'm in the same place that I started in
No progress in my attempts
It all falls flat on my back cuz I'm broke
I got no money no hope
I scribble down in my notes
Yeah
I scribble down in my notes
As life goes by and I get a little older
All my demons and angels argue over my shoulder
I'm stressing all the time
And I don't know why
Cuz I'm doing so well
I should be happy and swell
I'm in the same place that I started in
No progress in my attempts
It all falls flat on my back cuz I'm broke
I got no money no hope
I scribble down in my notes
Yeah
I scribble down in my notes