Blessed

yeah why's everyone looking at me for they answers when I got none I'm just a son of a man who thought he gave a dam but all he was saying was "money this, money that" I just wish I was'nt a fish swimming in they ocean chocking cause im not really co-operating with any of the mother fuckers around me trying to pop me like a pimple in they mouth I cant figure it out what its truly about but its not write thinking im alright when all I do is combind might when I'm in flight because I have so much stress I cant rest; I aint blessed, I've confessed, im not the best infact I'm probably going about it like all the rest who think they've been blessed when I cant even rest man I'm falling and calling out I'm shouting out but their aint shit they care about pull me out if I'm in doubt but otherwise let me keep digging or drilling for thats where I emphasize I'm dying, heading straight underground cause I'm down and out but theres one thing I cant even comprehend and thats me ever being blessed cause I'll never be layed down to rest with a creast cause I ain't blessed..