A Commentary On Mental Health
Needed your help way to often
Got a lot of problems I put them into a coffin
Worked my ass off lord show mercy
Would you agree? That you can see my problems they follow me
Preaching about my problems saw my idols past the picket fence
Speaking about my progress and you're nonsense do it all make sense?
Make a move and you all scoff
You fumble the bag get mad boy you Jared Goff
My conscience kept me inside my head
I was locked skull trap soul collapse stuck in mud
Nah Nah Nah fuck that
I got a problem with everybody that threw a frown at me
And around me all these people keep surrounding me
And they negative
Man that can't be good for me
I went extra in and expected my paralysis to leave
My stress is on another level
I needed one person that was you
And you went behind my back and did that shit to me?
Nah Nah Nah fuck that
Fuck you
And fuck this
I made this song its a rant it's a concept
I sitting down at the mic
And having a full ass conversation
A little rant a little chat
Now im throwing a temper tantrum at the mic
Wa wa wa
This is my problem and it's yours
We went through the drama the stress
And I had to sit back rest and think
I cried at my bed for like 3 nights
Just so I could get up here and stand at the mic
And im hoarding it
Like a virgin who was horny
Got a lot of problems I put them into a coffin
Worked my ass off lord show mercy
Would you agree? That you can see my problems they follow me
Preaching about my problems saw my idols past the picket fence
Speaking about my progress and you're nonsense do it all make sense?
Make a move and you all scoff
You fumble the bag get mad boy you Jared Goff
My conscience kept me inside my head
I was locked skull trap soul collapse stuck in mud
Nah Nah Nah fuck that
I got a problem with everybody that threw a frown at me
And around me all these people keep surrounding me
And they negative
Man that can't be good for me
I went extra in and expected my paralysis to leave
My stress is on another level
I needed one person that was you
And you went behind my back and did that shit to me?
Nah Nah Nah fuck that
Fuck you
And fuck this
I made this song its a rant it's a concept
I sitting down at the mic
And having a full ass conversation
A little rant a little chat
Now im throwing a temper tantrum at the mic
Wa wa wa
This is my problem and it's yours
We went through the drama the stress
And I had to sit back rest and think
I cried at my bed for like 3 nights
Just so I could get up here and stand at the mic
And im hoarding it
Like a virgin who was horny
Credits
Writer(s): Kaden Bunn
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