Rappers in the game

Rappers go through depression Tryna find yourself is so stressing They talk about you Cause they jealous Buckle up, social media reckless Don’t care about yo feelings They selfish, They’ll leave you hanging Like a necklace, Gotta swallow yo pride to express this, I'm the mailman I got to address this, It’s the only way you’ll grow Like steph curry you gotta let it go, Can’t hold it in cause it’s gone show You C4, in minutes you’ll blow Like some pumas, Put it all on the track Take the beat, eat it up like a snack Don’t let them derail you, Stay on track Spaulding yeah dog, You’ll bounce back I'm feeling low, like I'm stuck in a deep depression Rappers in the game, we all go through the same aggression Trying to stay on top, but the pressure's too much to handle Feeling like I'm drowning, can't even light a candle The fame and the fortune, they don't bring me no joy All these fake friends around me, they just out to destroy My mental state, my sanity, it's all slipping away But I gotta keep pushing, can't let myself decay I pour my heart out on these tracks, hoping someone will listen But the critics and the haters, they just add to my condition I'm drowning in my thoughts, can't seem to find a way out But I'll keep on rapping, that's all I care about I wear a smile on my face, but inside I'm falling apart The weight of the world on my shoulders, it's tearing me apart I may seem strong on the outside, but inside I'm a mess Rappers go through depression, it's a constant test But I'll keep on rhyming, keep on spitting these bars Even when the world around me seems to be falling apart Rappers go through depression, but we'll rise above it all Because at the end of the day, music is our call.