Stress

Off of a bean and I'm still super stressed
Anti-depressants make me more depressed
Im taking pills out of the press
Pressure my chest I've been strung out like a dread
Said I need checks birds and trees like like a nest
I might pop two just to see where i end
Im like a junkie when off the absinthe
Trapped the apartment while playing trap synths
Family tell me no stress
But I am a mess
The difference between us is less
Nothing helps come to correct
Strung out on stress
But still to others I'm blessed
Voice in my head
Said don't tell me cool it ill coolin' and cold when I'm dead
Blow out the mic blow a fuse out instead
Weapons like pencils need paper and lead



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Charles Richardson
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