Food For Thought (Instrumental With Hook)
Sinima Beats
4:03X2 We don't go back This life... For a place to call my only For a place that I call home Yeah How can you live it up to the point where you don't give no fucks And you're trapped in a slump and you can't provide and your life sucks I wanna make changes but my past is so bad that I can't erase it And people judge me off and I know I need savin' They'd rather put me down than embrace it I'm more than just another rapper who's trying to get famous (famous) Rejection and the negligence I just can not contain it You tell me it's all right, but then why am I losing every fuckin' fight!? And I ain't kiddin' viking and prescriptions Anti-depressants pack some and crush Prosax still don't make me happy I don't get it But it'll make me smile I let the bullshit pile And then it gets overwhelming that's when I get psycho Suicide no I don't have an answer I call gods name And he reply with laughter I was born like fuck My brain is workin' backwards And in my story there is no happily ever after! (ever after) X2 I don't got a home Everywhere I go I feel alone It's like I'm cut off from everybody and then trapped in the Matrix I stare aside and I see the hoes and their lives The deception to visualize the propaganda that gets televised Your all brainwashed and I'm not That's why I'm the only friend that I've got All my old they got dropped They more crooked than cops Y'all are tied to society like y'all got a couple of knots! There's blood in my veins and it pumps hatred I hate the fact that when I rap it couldn't get me outside of this basement The lights flicker My minds sicker My thoughts iller My brain triggers I die realer (realer) Man this world is full of fakery Rappers are just make believe Fairy tales See me they never say a thing Tryin' to kill myself esteem While my parents They raised a king I don't know where rap is taking me X2 Do my prayers even get to god Because the life that I'm livin' is just to hard You don't wanna go back the old you Their are so many struggles that I go through And excuse me if I sound depressed But sometimes I gotta get this shit off of my chest Big mind fuckin' and I feel like I'm being possessed And because of it I feel like I can not just progress! I'm fallin', I'm fallin' They see it I have a dream and I pray you believe in Man, cause I keep standin' up for no reason And I get knocked down Back down I can't even Can't get it towards gettin' it to ya Yeah, I'm smokin', who god I knew who you were in the slump even though they were brough ya! And life screws ya And I told myself I woulda blew up But I'm still a loser... X2