Mirror Converstations

Push on with the day
Tell myself
That I'm okay
I can't remember the last time that I
Didn't have thoughts of wanting to die
Look at my eyes in the mirror
Say you not worthy of life
Cause day after day
And day after night
This turned to the soundtrack of my life
I can't recall the last time that I
Got a good night's sleep
Probably won't get one till I'm six feet deep
Turned permanently
Underground rapper
I'll probably
End up at the hollow
Death is a hard pill to swallow
But so was the Hallows
Every day 2 am to 5 be awake on repeat
Till my body checks out empty battery
Every day the same
Awake but asleep
I'm just glued to the screen
With dreams of being anybody but me
A hero exalted with vigor and resolve
Who has achieved immortality
But at the end of the day, it's not really me
Tried to change the routine
But death kept on whispering
Come see me
6 feet deep
I contemplate
Death looks like a Claude Monte
6 feet deep I
Just a meer 23 and today might be the day
I write my eulogy
So kick back relax invite death for a glass
Listening to Mac to make the time pass
I had wished to be 75 maybe more
Make it past 24 or make it past July
Settle down have some children
Feel the summer for one last time
But the way that I've been drinking
I don't think I'm making it past tonight
Mental illness a motherfucker
Cause it'll tell you go ahead and do it
Like a Nike slogan
It's got me running from myself
Trust none
Not even thyself
Like it's commandments
But it will command you
To give yourself and everything else
Till there's nothing left
Depression will be the first take
First your joy, goals, and dreams
You'll never be great
You'll never be David
Them giants no way
There is no war in Ba Sing Sae
Wake up and your nights become days
And days become nights
An endless loop that you won't escape
It forces you to wait
To develop patience
Cause I've been writing this album for 5 years give or take
But the doctor can't save himself
Written the script
Flipped it time and time again
All because I hear
Pick a fucking beat already
Fuck
Just Stop
Stop playing pretend
Nobody wants to hear you
Garbage ass album
Weak ass bars
You don't strike fear in their hearts
You don't move the people
Your movie needs to end
They don't need a sequel
I just want a seat at that table
With all of the greats
And they bring up my name with every debate
To hear someone say
Your music saved me
It's because of you
I'm here till this day
How many years you been workin'
And you still ain't make it
Raps a young man's game
And your times a-wastin'
Get to chasin'
While on earth you won't get the roses that you deserve
You'll have to die to get those
So whatcha waiting for
Isn't that the love you say you want and deserve
Run
Run
Go
Run
Run
Go
Run
Go
(Heavy breathing)
Run
Run
Run
Go