[Intro]
Carrying burdens and keep on reminiscing and dwelling in the past
Never focusing on the present and what’s now, time never lasts
And thinking and day dreaming about the future, this makes me sad
Not focusing on what’s important till it comes by and fail, blast

[Verse 1]
Writing things down, please help me I’m out of control, overthinking
I can’t stop thinking and day dreaming, I can’t keep still, fidgeting
I’m going crazy, I’m going insane, I can’t seem to control my thoughts
Told myself to let it all out so I put it all down, it’s been a long time coming
Lazy body with no actions, mind ready no actions, stresses of a tired brain
Can’t keep focused, lost and confused, feeling so suicidal I’m so lame
Blow my head up with a gun, erase the migraines, headaches, and trauma
Psychological effect, I need some rehab and therapy, overdosed llama
Man NBA memes, like there goes away my reputation and legacy
Guess I would have to find myself a way back, I’m down in history
This fantasy seems to be my life, I definitely need peace to my mind
Statuses be all random, can’t stop spitting, worrying all blind
Massage my face and head, like I really need to get back to work
Drooling, snoring, checklist, can’t stop spitting, fleas, lice, bed bugs
Uggs, trap back jumping, hopping around, crawling, and walking across
Lost, blurt, burp, after taste rotten leftover residue last time a while ago
Slow, horrible traffic, frustrating yell, shout, and stretch, air bubble mesh
Blessed, spoiled, annoying, whiny, anger, wires be trippy and cold carelessness
Thinking in the shower small basketball hoops and thinking I gotta stop
Mistakes, worrying, I either look really good or ugly, mud room that cop

[Verse 2]
My table now and my bedroom now all messy, mistyping these typos
Dimples and whiskers, washing my hands way too clean really lose oil
As a different skin color all dry, lotion, blogging, jogging, changing
Balls be sweating and coming through and past the clothes, aroma clinging
Over here and over there, little bit here and there, wash ups, body wash
Spraying graffiti all over that metal, gravel, pavement, walls, cash
Making references, parenthesis, ruin a good instrumental over nothing
Dad not home so gotta lock all the doors and close off all the lights
Always forgetting what I have to say, so I have to resay it again, such a mess
My thoughts think up something crazy, but my body decides not to do it
Telling myself to shut it or erase those thoughts, but it’s itching to do it
Always catching myself almost swearing and cussing, how long for the bearing
Instead I whisper it or say it in my head, also my horrible addictions must stop
Arriving at school fancy or lazy ugly in my bunch of nice and outside clothes
Always stuffy, stiff, and tiring, so when I go home I immediately change fast
Take off my cap, clothes, accessories, and bracelets, change into something comfy
Looking through the laundry basket for clothes so tiring and stressful
Ripped, burned, broken, stretched, and torn socks, no boxers or clothes I’m looking for
Wild thoughts, I be putting on different personas and finding out about myself

[Verse 3]
Fans, like I don’t even got any, like now and super low numbers of people
Vacuums and vacuuming the place, wild thoughts, songwriter everyone wants me
No hooks and bridges just straight up, that’s right I’m right no time wasted
Screaming and yelling to relieve, relief the stress, they’d be crawling tasted
Making featuring people all famous and popular over my hard work
Something they didn’t even write, but people dig the bread more than the meat
Like the repetitive repetition of the lines instead of the unknown meaningful rhymes
Boku wa Tomodachi ga Sukunai, is the way I be learning to make friends
Ridiculous right but that’s how I be rolling cause I’m a lone wolf and lonely
PC and macs, drop that pod down the shirt and feel the cold wire feel, tingle
Mingles I don’t really do, ears morph shape with the earphones, drowsy single
Computerized auto-tune call up T-Pain, dirty clothes be laying around everywhere
Clothes all dirty laid on the floor around the house, menu, blow up this ain’t fair
Soap and drips of water be on the ground tainting the floor and wiping the paint
Can’t wait to leave this trash place, that Lil B, sanitary clean facility, I’m gonna faint
Really really just wanna get this over with so I don’t have to deal with this
Anymore that’s what I want, started myself back to the bottom, screw this