Life is depressing Go with your messes Ain't got time to listen to you yelling The record ain't selling Making us sad, making us high Thinking we'll go mad Fuck out'ma face ,i need some space Ain't got time to put shit on my face I need to lace up cause i got a race y'all disgrace and then embrace Because you saw something , makes you suprised yet you despise in your disguise maybe cause there's many people in the picture, I got to switch up ,look in the picture drinking my liquor seeing the structure so i can differ when am in a mixture To see my friends to see my haters To keep my folks to keep them closer So i can give them the joy they needed . . . . when i get Richer I'mma get thicker so I'll look those who despise me when i need them Life is a mystery to those who are living Hussling hard to make a living Trying to switch up to care for mama ion wan loose her and none of my family agonizing pain in the lifting of the spirit just so unhappy guess i don't feel less