Yeah, people don't believe in me, my future is just something they never see, praying to God, takin' a knee, Lord help me, hit in the face on a daily, get in my car, spin a 180, yeah I know life seems crazy, tryna' take your life cuz your vision gets blurry, getting depression, yes my own feelings aren't in my possession, I used to just want to die, my life is a lie, feelings i couldn't just coop up all day inside, keep away, yes I know I have tried. Black ballons, face paint and a black hood. Things I'll probably never need, but I went to my church, its just like a creed. God, indeed, your love is healing me, all the things i used to think, drained all my thoughts like a poured out drink. Down the sink, my head is empty, maybe I'll lay on my bed and try to sleep. But even that's hard for me, I can't even imagine 123, maybe I'll wake up and this will all be a dream. My christianity, losing faith in humanity, God help these people, I have all that I need. People yell in face, all in this peculiar place, don't know my name or my race, my friends are all leaving me, they just let me be, wanna take my life but its something that won't happen man, I ain't even got a knife. pray for me man...im dyin'...