I'm Helpless

As I look at the moon
I start to ask why people leave so soon
Way they treat me, you would think I'm immune
Don't know how to express so I put in tunes, uh
Feel fake like cartoons
They can see all of my wounds
I was young, feeling down
They would say "it's just a mood"

Wasn't my fault I got in feuds
Ain't wanna fit in wit those dudes
And now I'm stuck up in my room
"My thoughts are right" what I assume
And now im walking to my doom
21 and in a tomb
Walk up to me, they gon' BOOM
Once they take my life, my dream I never will resume

I'll never resume my conquest
Y'all treat death like a contest
You mad, don't act like you not pressed
I'm alive so I feel that I'm beyond blessed
When I'm angry, I don't think that I respond best
Thoughts is blowing up my head like it's a bomb fest
There's a lot of fuckin' trauma I ain't process
There's a lot of fuckin' things that I ain't process, yeah

But it's not ok
I feel lost, I can't locate
They tell me "get sober" and I tell them "ain't no fuckin' way"
I don't wan' deal with no pain
On xans, movin' at slow pace
If there ain't no pay, no gain
I got problems, please don't play
I been high for the whole day
Try to save me, you're so late
When I die, there'll be no date
I'll leave no trace, I'll leave no name
I feel hopeless, got no faith
Got no sun, but got no rain
All my words don't hold no weight
They tell me to change, so vague
My heart cold on a cold day
Ain't got help, I ain't got aid

He talk shit, I leave him faceless
Bet he'll never wanna say shit
Yes, I keep a gun, just case it
You ain't really 'bout it, face it
If you got a goal, embrace it
If you got problems, erase 'em
Love my bros, I can't replace 'em
They try testing, we gon' blaze 'em
All the legends, I'm gon' praise 'em
All the standards, they done raised 'em
Now I gotta fuckin' step up
I feel sick, I need a check up
If you talking shit, you know I'm aimin', hit you from the neck up (BOW)

I don't wanna get up
The way that I been feelin', I don't think I can develop
The way the world is movin', I just think it's all a set up
The way my head was racing, I just wish that I had kept up
I wish I could find a way to keep my fucking head up
Wish I wasn't angry but I'm always fucking fed up
Wish that I could do things right but I just always mess up
But I gotta keep on movin', I can't ever let up

I can't let up, man
I gotta do this shit for my family, bro
I feel like I've been nothin' but a disappointment my whole entire fuckin' life, bro
Like, if nothin' else, I gotta do the music
I can't lose this shit, bro
I'm gon' make it, y'all gon' see
I wasn't talking' crazy, bro, I was speaking the truth into existence, and y'all gonna see That
I'm gone



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Writer(s): Keith Zazzi
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