Yeah this is for all the happy rappers
Who have real nice deals
And have no idea what it's like to work this hard and still break even
Yeah I'm aware I'm a little nuts and I know I'm a headcase
Unpredictable moods are the toll that the stress takes
I carry the worlds weight until my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be going down hill like a sled race
All day my legs shake like a nervous tick
This Adderall don't work for sh*t it only gives me thoughts that got me worried sick
Feelings are so bottled up the cork is decomposing
That if this sh*t got opened it would cause a d**n explosion
With overflowing emotions that I kept push down
Like it was someone I was trying to drown I know it now
I'm a little tightly strung and see I know I need to find a doctor
And a therapist and a shimen who got some miro oscar
'Cause surviving in this game is full of irratance
It's got me wondering if I'll make it my greatest fear is this
So when you hear my sh*t you'll hear the hunger
As I'm trying to stay financially afloat and keep appearances
'Cause I've been in this middle ground people say I made it
But there's so many that still don't know what my name is
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up in this game
All I know is I wouldn't be this broke if I was famous
Sh*t I'm almost thirty and still I feel like such a mess
I added fuel to the fire 'til I had nothing left
Under stress with a life full of emptiness
Giving my all and not a penny less
In this middle ground wondering if I'm going to ever blow
Middle ground tearing at the fabric of my soul
Middle ground feeling like I'm stuck up in the whole
These insecurities follow every where I go
Middle ground feeling like I'm barely getting by
Middle ground second guessing why I even try
Middle ground all I know how to do is survive
So mad that I wanna scream so sad that I wanna cry
I'm sick of felling like I still got sh*t I gotta prove to you
What I gotta go on Sway again for a salute from you
Go pull some dumb publicity stunt shot by a movie crew
Just to be in the same conversation of all these newer dudes
All my life I've been fighting to be accepted
And when I'm not I can't help but to be affected
Unfairly percepted people making assumptions
Off my Melatonin levels and the state that I'm rapping
Like I'm some kind of spoiled one percenter go and get the facts
Sh*t I'm the product of a hard working middle-class
Just 'cause I wasn't busting a pistol or flipping crack
Doesn't mean I don't got a story worthy of written raps
I'm getting by though there's Kibble up in Moose's dish
It's better than it use to be but see the truth is this
I re-invest almost everything into this music sh*t
You think I'd still live at my parents if I was rich
Really See I'm just trying to keep my business intact
My sanity come second to these lyrics that I rap
Chain smoking from stress but at ten dollars a pack
I'm killing myself I'm killing my pockets with every drag
F**k it I'ma keep on pushing though because I deserve the glory
I got an army of fans that would murder for me
I do this sh*t for them until the whole planet has heard my story
Reporting live from Purgatory
In this middle ground wondering if I'm going to ever blow
Middle ground tearing at the fabric of my soul
Middle ground feeling like I'm stuck up in the whole
These insecurities follow every where I go
Middle ground feeling like I'm barely getting by
Middle ground second guessing why I even try
Middle ground all I know how to do is survive
So mad that I wanna scream so sad that I wanna cry
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