| Pop a bunch of pills 'til I feel like I’m floatin' |
| Then lie still like the steel that I’m holdin' |
| The voices tellin' me to chill so I focus |
| Then I wake up and take a kneel at the toilet |
| I’m wondering should I say this? I’m like Vegas |
| 'Cause myself I’ve been fearing and loathing |
| But for years I’ve concealed that I’m hopeless |
| I act the way I feel, never deal with emotions |
| I’m still on that muhfucking suicide tick |
| So I medicate and meditate 'cause truly I’m sick |
| My head and brain have separated, who am I with? |
| I’m laying in my bed all day and drooling my spit |
| And I could never dedicate the «do it my shit» |
| I’m headed straight to heaven that’s as loony I get |
| I’m throwing all my bread away as soon as I get |
| But I ain’t got nobody be unified with, ugh |
| Taking a bottle of liquor and nobody want to see my enzymes |
| So sick the nigga that checked himself in about ten times |
| Ask me if I’m in my right mind, I’m not in my |
| I’m 'bout to go on a killing spree, I’m counting down like ten, nine |
| Eight, seven, I hate voices meaning myself like am I sick |
| Six, five, I’mma get my revenge I’m finna drop shit |
| Four, three, hella go real but he’s gon' be for the sor-ry |
| Two, one, then it flips shit then it clips shit they didn’t know real |
| Now who want to take a trip inside my mind? (My mind) |
| Tell your sanity bye bye time. (Bye bye time) |
| I feel like I’m livin' in sci-fi time (Sci-fi time) |
| No J.T. I can’t buy my time |
| If you look into my mind, yo it’s kind of scary |
| I just wanna lay up with a Halle Berry |
| But I’m treating everything like it’s commissary |
| Prob’ly 'cause my soul is in solitary |
| Late nights in my single cell and them people turned me so dark |
| Felt my soul diminish I’m coexistent with those who want no part |
| Up what I been through |
| I got issues and now I feel I’m 'bout to go off |
| So I’m just meditatin' |
| No medication couldn’t heal my broken cold heart |
| (Solitary mindstate) |
| Late nights in my single cell and them people turned me so dark |
| Felt my soul diminish I’m coexistent with those who want no part |
| Up what I been through |
| I got issues and now I feel I’m 'bout to go off |
| So I’m just meditatin' |
| No medication couldn’t heal my broken cold heart |
| I used to have suicidal thoughts at night |
| Sit up in the cell with a razor blade |
| 'Cause don’t nobody care if I lost my life |
| So I’m watching my sanity fade away |
| Used to make death threats to the warden |
| If the CO’s ain’t change they ways |
| They put a nigga in restraints and recorded it |
| Made a muhfucka have to change his name |
| So call my ISO, nigga |
| I flow sicker than anybody rapping about they eyesore, nigga |
| Talkin' about they go real but I go realer |
| Hit the handle with the force of nine gorillas |
| You know rappers, but I know killers |
| You know trappers, but I don’t feel ya |
| Leave your mind gone inside your skillet |
| Whatever I don’t like then I’m gon' kill it |
| I got screws loose so I’m screwed in the mind |
| Really don’t have one, I ain’t losin' my mind |
| But what up if you touch me, this dude isn’t mine |
| Institutionalized, I’m as mute as a mime |
| The system changed my perspective |
| The dark side is in me, I got the message |
| They treat us like a stock investment |
| But fuck the whole world over, no contraceptive |
| I confess that I’ve been vexed |
| And I’m a monster it’s all connected |
| They target us at a young age so we call collect it |
| Speak negative shit dog, and y’all perfect it |
| If you look into my mind yo, it’s kind of scary |
| Probably the reason why my mom ain’t married |
| My soul’s in the system and probably buried |
| That’s why I’m just sitting solitary |
| Late nights in my single cell and them people turned me so dark |
| Felt my soul diminish I’m coexistent with those who want no part |
| Up what I been through |
| I got issues and now I feel I’m 'bout to go off |
| So I’m just meditatin' |
| No medication couldn’t heal my broken cold heart |
| (Solitary mindstate) |
| Late nights in my single cell and them people turned me so dark |
| Felt my soul diminish I’m coexistent with those who want no part |
| Up what I been through |
| I got issues and now I feel I’m 'bout to go off |
| So I’m just meditatin' |
| No medication couldn’t heal my broken cold heart |