Black Thoughts

Yeah
Black Thoughts
They're taking over me
So what can I do?
Here's what I can do

Underestimated myself a lot
To the estimate that I had no self-esteem
But I knew it that I had made it
Even if I haven't ate, since eight
I can't wait cause I'm at the state
Where I'm aggravated even if I'm not motivated
I had to taste it without a single minute wasted
Even if my body goes under weighted
Had a lot of black thoughts where my brain was caught
Don't look up to me like a fool cause I look soft
I'm not tall but I have the balls to buy a voodoo doll
And throw 'em all in a casket like it's b-ball
Got a call like I'm just wasting it off
Recorded a song and I'm hearing my echos from the hall
I guess my voice roams there, bouncing on the walls

I'm admitted in hospital of the hip-hop
They're treating me like I was on tik-tok
But the clock is sounding like tick-tick-tick-tock
I'm not much influenced by the pop
But yes I'm completely attached to hip-hop
Yes, I'm in mental asylum in order to find some
Lines that might burn my black thoughts
Cause they're stuck to my head without a slight turn

Hey so what do y'all think of black thoughts?
It's like an empty room with the lights switched off
Every time I try to turn 'em on I just get pissed off
And even after exchanging those vows, I was shook off

But then also I stood tall
So here starts the beginning of the ending, now
Rapping is as important to me as breathing, wow
So this is nothing but my thoughts exploding, how?
This is the result of imploding I did once, I'm getting proud
But how's it possible, I'm not getting any pound
Through this rap round, I'm getting myself space bound
So I have to dig deep down, I can't hear no sound
Every time I wake up I see myself up on the ground
But I know I can get up, I am profound
Ya I know, I'm a user, a manure
I'm a suer, I'm a hater, I'm a loser
A thought shooter, so I'll accuse a
Lie commitment of my life, not drunk
But then also I am so high
Y'all can just measure it on a Richter scale guys

Yeah, I feel asleep during the day
But at night my sleep fades away
And here starts downing of a new day
Opening some kind of new pathways
And I always find something new to say
And throw my inability & get back my inner tranquility
In a ruthlessly ruthless way, with no rush to say
And throw my sentiments & dig my own shuting grave
So,

Hey so what do y'all think of black thoughts?
It's like an empty room with the lights switched off
Every time I try to turn 'em on I just get pissed off
And even after exchanging those vows, I was shook off

So once again I'm back
The sky is dark, my thoughts are black
But I think that I lack some consciousness
But I am never energy-less, instead I'm shit out with the press
I like I'm blessed with the stress as a mess
Have no time to rest, I'm using up all the consonants
I know I'm consistent with a lot of content
To speak the mess out of my head without a consent
So I don't need to pretend that I'm constant
Now I'm hoping against all the hopes, I'm hip-hoping
I know what all I am saying but it's not all absolute
Cause I have some abs all mute
So I have a soul to shoot
Which could die with no sounds, like mute
So I'd rather prefer to believe in myself
Before I'd ever be leavin' this earth

Spitting all these evil de curse
I don't think I could do this ever since from my birth
Always thought I wouldn't have headed that worth
I knew I was always even more worse but now I am writing this verse

Hey so what do y'all think of black thoughts?
It's like an empty room with the lights switched off
Every time I try to turn 'em on I just get pissed off
And even after exchanging those vows, I was shook off