Diggin'

I've been hiding in my room it's getting hard to function
I've been tryna find a way out of this hopeless dungeon
Wha... Whatcha really mean that this was self-inflicted
Wha... Whatcha really feeling when your face is pictured
Fuck it, imma lean up in it, I think I can manage
I've been coping, taking tips from what my momma saying
I love myself but it's a hell up in my mental madness
Keeps me in the dark, I'm fallin' back down in my crevice

Do not help yourself, keep on diggin, diggin
I've been passing off my problems just like Scottie Pippen
Do not ask for help, keep on diggin, diggin
Everyone is struggling, doctors throw prescriptions
I've caught a couple you could say that I'm experimenting, huh
No one listens, PCP loves moving my appointments
Procrastinating, staring at myself, I'm no exception
I'm just like everybody else, so really not important

I'm nothing special, consequences of a broken mental
I was just sheltered, thinking my whole life was preferential
Shitting on myself, on my own instrumentals
It gives perspective, at least I have imagination
So I'll use it and abuse it, I don't have the patience
People tryna tell me how to feel on my vacations
If we're skiing on the beach or boating on a summit
These emotions trickling but I act like I love it
I need recognition, I need validation
I fucking get it but sometimes I wish it was a liquid
I want self-respect, I want confirmation
So I could put it in a syringe and ask my veins to spill it
Lord forgive me, it's too late, I guess I wrote you off
So pass the liquor to my fate, concoct a Molotov
Watch where you throw it, it might smash into your paradox
My cynicism just projecting all my shitty thoughts
Loops repeating, it's a symbol of my deepest demons
Keep on dreaming, all these raps are gonna dull your meaning
Somebody told me don't let someone tell you how to feel
But my one and only hijacked all my pilot skills
Whatcha need tho, deep depression or a lost libido?
Me and Abel want the bitches but we both agreed tho
Who would've thought that popping pills would be the proper peephole?
Into the life that we could live without the lust of evil

Do not help yourself, keep on diggin, diggin
I've been passing off my problems like I'm Scottie Pippen
Do not ask for help, keep on diggin, diggin
Everyone is struggling, doctors throw prescriptions
I've caught a couple you could say that I'm experimenting
No one listens, PCP loves moving my appointments
Procrastinating, staring at myself, I'm no exception
I'm just like everybody else, so really not important