Level2 prod. pipebomb

somtimes I feel worthless

pain on the pad

still im nervous

do I look weak below the surface?

I cannot sleep

tossing turning

I been here for weeks

im not deserving

look at my notes

it get disturbing 

I aint been learning

School I been curving

work I been slacking

gym?

I been furthest

camera got dust

mic aint used

was I the first nigga she gone choose?

was I the worst?

and she confused?

I just been hurt

and I feel like a fuse

im blowing up

but not from these tunes

the inside of my head

it feel like a tomb

I been feeling doomed since I came out the womb

I know if I die they'd say "gone too soon"

I wanna ask why

but I cant move

like where are my guys?

where is my crew?

I need food

I need to take a step out this room

I need to clear my head of these fumes

Miss it (WiLLE)

Look​

I​ aint​ been​ this​ drained​ in​ a​ minute​

a​ second​ all​ it​ takes​ for​ a​ miss​ to​ turn​ percision

my​ vision​ of​ it​ great​ but​ reality​ is​ different​

my​ images​ of​ fate​ intertwined​ and​ getting​ twisted​

you​

gone​ say​ im​ great​

but​ im​ hardly​ ever​ mentioned​

my​ heart​ is​ in​ a​ cage​ til​ my​ pen​ finish​ this​ sentance 

as​ far​ as​ I​ can​ see​ it​ be​ hard​ for​ me​ to​ mention​

when​ my​ cards​ is​ on​ the​ table​ 

im​ all​ in​ different​ dimensions​


my​ father​ get​ it​

my​ momma​ claim​ she​ miss​ him​

her​ son​ real​ gone​ making​ real​ large​ decisions​

and​ I​ seen​ real​ harm​ and​ real​ arms​ getting​ driven​

it​ aint​ even​ been​ long​ but​ still​ I​ cant​ finish​


most​ the​ time​ im​ wasting​ is​ me​ chasing​ compensation​

and​ it​ bring​ me​ down​ inside​

only​ happy​ conversation​ can​ sedate​ it​

be​ frustrated​ cause​ my​ cadence​ cannot​ earn​ the​ praise​ and​ hazing​ that​ im​ facing​

i​ cant​ stop​ until​ im​ vacant​ from​ the​ scrutiny​


you​ and​ me​ aint​ something​ feeling​ true​ to​ me​

had​ to​ step​ away​ cause​ lonely​ feelings​ was​ eluding​ me​

who​ the​ key​?

though​ I​ lost​ the​ door​

the​ exit​ flew​ to​ me​

aint​ usually​

the​ one​ to​ take​ the​ blame​ but​ I​ had​ you​ to​ keep​


blink​ and​ you​ miss​ it​ 

sleep​ on​ decisions​

Reese​ in​ a​ world​ where​

he​ is​ the​ villian​

cant see the ceiling

cant lose this feeling

hard to look far when here you the realest

blink​ and​ you​ miss​ it​

sleep​ on​ decisions​

Reese​ in​ a​ world​ where​ 

he​ is​ the​ villain​

cant see the ceiling

cant lose this feeling

hard to look far when here you the realest

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