wake up everymornin with a smile on my face/ only to read across a screen that I'm a disgrace/ and I feel like I'm in a race / to place / for motherfuckers to leave my space/ but I can't hide / I tried / but it keeps ringin / and everytime I check they win / even when they know it's a sin / I can't look away / but I'm feeling astray / the only color I can see is grey/ and I need to pray / to see a "hey" / instead of the shit/ that I get in this bottomless pit / I can't stop getting hit/ I just wanna quit/ but I'm split.../ (Chorus) Not even the king himself / will pull us off this shelve / but you gotta love yourself / herself/ himself / myself/ oneself/ it only get brighter towards the sun / there's no need to fire the gun / even when the buzzing was none / all I need is for one man to say somthing other than "damn..." to say something nicer than "screw you!" for someone to give me a clue to stop something i might do if I can't get through this era of tough times if I can't find the right rhymes I might commit a crime so then I can't shine or walk in a straight line that's the only thing holdin me on this string because times r tough and the internet making it rough because I'm never enough