I been thinking that I should probably keep away from guns Because I ain’t got the funds to beat a fuckin murder Case So I’d prolly just rather run Cuz I been struggling in the first place Tryin my best to fuckin save face But all these snakes in the grass Remind me of the fact That They arent nothin but flakes And I’d rather die than let any Of them see me break You think I’m wastin time I think I’m doin just fine But maybe I lost my mind If you believe in me at all Then you are probably Just fuckin blind I’m a man worth a million And Nothin less But I’m a brilliant man Who’s broke and stressed My minds filled up with Demons who could care less And angels care that’s so endless That’s probably why I stay so Happy and Depressed I thought my mind was mended But I can’t help but second Guess You think I’m wastin time I think I’m doin just fine But maybe I lost my mind If you believe in me at all Then you are probably Just fuckin blind And I admit I stay screaming Out to god to keep me dreaming Of a better place To exist that keeps Me believing of a heavenly space But in the middle of the night I fight thoughts Of leaving this place It’s been something More like a thunderstorm warning Me to leave the rest Up to these demons swarming To come and end me But I’ll never end up squirming Away from the pain in chase I ain’t Scared of death because I choose to fight for each breath Until the very ending faze You think I’m wastin time I think I’m doin just fine But maybe I lost my mind If you believe in me at all Then you are probably Just fuckin blind I been ridin out like a beast In these streets for weeks It’s been nothin but a Blend of different hoes In these sheets for weeks Sometimes it feels like I’m No one to speak Or preach I’ve been a mess from the Day that I learned to speak But still stay away from All the lessons That you people fight to teach You think I’m wastin time I think I’m doin just fine But maybe I lost my mind If you believe in me at all Then you are probably Just fuckin blind Yet I been running a rat race Tryin to find my way to space Somewhere like Pluto Where I can’t feel my face Because it’s subzero Here in this mental case Because my soul is so cold That it’s a frozen place And if you wanna warm it up Ya better send your girl To come and give me face Because right now it Seems like I might end Up stuck in a lonely Place. You think I’m wastin time I think I’m doin just fine But maybe I lost my mind If you believe in me at all Then you are probably Just fuckin blind Just leave it up to me to be A waste of space There’s nothin better than Bein gone without a trace I lost sight of feelin good The day I landed in this place So I decided to forgive and forget Like there’s any one here who Actually even gives a shit I’d rather fly away than end up Burried 6 feet deep in a ditch So I think I might just find away To end up in the sky On a golden bench Life isn’t nothin but waste Of mixed up nights and days There ain’t a dang thang that you can do to change it Most of these people stay half dead Livin life in a fit of rage and stay lit Like lost alone in a fuckin cage in shit Nobody can save a single one of us From the hits we get So we might as well live it up every Single damn chance we get Instead of loathing and crying about Our problems with shit.