So Cold

Oh, you can't hear me cry, see my dreams all die
From where you're standing on your own
It's so quiet in here, and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home

They throwing shades, but I stay in the sun, yeah
True lies with anxiety on the run
Characteristics blinded, the love is gone
Even though we far apart, we still ain't done
My pen game writing visions they didn't know then
Pill kill the brain cells, flesh lust all sin
Respect to my OGs a shot for the check in
Mind games don't work violate on the West end
Glock on left, uh, dagger on the right hand
Contemplating decisions arise with the same plan

Might go today, so I woke up with the same dream
Reaper throwing death schemes but my angels infrared beams
Scream loud enough, the pain turns into norm scene
Therapeutical, you feel urge you can call me
A house full of treasures but your souls so empty
A body filled with pleasures, but you stroll all lonely
Room so silent you hear the pin drop pronto
Music for the sad mind, a hard pill to swallow
Screams switching pitches my voice turns soprano
Words, metaphors I'm known to have the ammo

Oh, you can't hear me cry, see my dreams all die
From where you standing on your own
It's so quiet in here, and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home

My dreams ain't dead, my dreams ain't dead
I said my dreams ain't dead, they slept a while like Jesus
Resurrected flame bars for the crowd, I'm genius
Mama sent his son, he died in name of allegiance
You see world favors the rich who born prestigious
Instagram flicks, we're lost in the times of the ages
No more love it's the likes with 'em make up faces
Young girls getting surgery like we blind to the changes
I told my myself gotta strive not matter phases
Stare in my eyes, I cry in a timely occasion

From where you standing you can tell my stories is endless
Feel the grief, the emotions, my sorrows in cages
Minorities plead, but they still don't hear our cases
Mothers praying to the Lord on a regular basis
Play your cards right, but you sure ain't feeling the progress
So many decks, but system controlling the aces
Yes I know the feeling, the agony suppressed
Let it all out, the masses thinking you depressed
When you don't think like them, their egos take offense
Flipping the pages but the chapters compressing effects

Oh, you can't hear me cry, see my dreams all die
From where you standing on your own
It's so quiet in here, and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home