Now it’s really time for me to lock down
Everybody getting shot by the cops now
Everybody wants an update, they want the rundown
I’m just trying to avoid getting ran down
Money comes and goes like water
I’ve had to beg, I’ve had to steal, I’ve had to borrow
Living like there ain’t no tomorrow
Because there really might be no tomorrow
Dealing with stress the only way I know how
Taking all the doubts and adding them to the file
Taking all this nonsense and adding it to the pile
I lied to these fools and still show them my smile?
Admitting weakness isn’t really my style
Weakness will get you exiled.
I thought I was beating my demons by a mile
But they been lurking in the shadows for a while,
But what I look like being heartbroken
When we see every day that the system’s broken
Seems like every other day I see a bad omen
So my personal struggles aren’t thought provoking
One day there’s a shooting, next day? Explosion.
Been exposed to so much, I lost some emotion
Now I heed trigger warnings because I don’t want to see the same things
The rich gonna stay rich too, we need some new Kings.
I’m just trying to fight for my place on the food chain
If the road to success is closed, I’mma need to make a new lane
Can’t teach an old dog, new tricks but he can grow some new fangs
It’s that bunker mentality that might need a new name.
I hold everything in when I’m stressed, it’s a habit
I try to lean into work to make it disappear, like it’s magic
But when that fails as it often does
I bounce back to square one & my demons join the club.