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Ego Death
I know I got an ego Must be something in my brain If I didn’t, I’d probably go insane I’m sorry I’m an asshole That’s just how the raps go Sorry that I do this shit everyday.. Day.. day-da-day-ddddd Yeah, I’m on my ego death I had to reassess I had to resurrect yeah uh I just wanna be the best But I had to reassess Is that why I’m feeling less? My songs are bipolar like Ye They think they controlling my fate Cut all the chatter, no, yall are not rappers You just some ad-libbers like Ay huh I just pulled up, back in black Drop a hit, they react to that Now they see this and they acting mad Like I’m Kanye in a MAGA hat I’m so alone, see I’ve always been one and only Even back when this gold chain was made out of macaroni SongtexteNow they always asking me, what happened to the old me? I wish I could’ve told him goodbye, wish he could know me Wish that I could tell you bout how everyone would know you And tell you it’s worth it, despite everything they told you Crying silent in your pillow saying “I wish I was homeschooled” Too afraid to sing your songs because you thought that they would roast you I was nine Friends told me I would go lose Now it’s time I think I gotta show you That’s my mind Say I don’t care but I so do Having trouble walking up a mile in my own shoes Never used to bet on me and now they like “I owe you,” Looking back at them like “dafuq? I do not know you” When I make a milly mufucker I’ma show you For what I had to go through It feel like I’m supposed to Ego I don’t Need no Other people In my trio Myself I and Me tho We know We don’t Need no Kilos My watch Frio I’m on my ego death But I let it breathe again Yeah I let it resurrect Yeah uh I just wanna be the best But I had to reassess Is that why I’m feeling less? yeah On the way All okay Only a Call away Feeling like a God on my charlamagne I really think they want my presence like a holiday But I think I need to learn when to walk away Man I got so many problems but I wanna stay Without acknowledging how often I have gone astray First step is denial but I’m over that And I’ve accepted it already but it holds me back yeah Back yeah Slurring my words I been moving too fast yeah Fast yeah Maybe I don’t wanna share it like that yeah That’s facts yeah I need to stop checking all of the stats, like that, like that yeah ay I’m on my ego death I had to reassess I had to resurrect yeah uh I just wanna be the best But I had to reassess Is that why I’m feeling less? I got 40,000 comments this week At least 5,000 said that I should kill myself, I’m a freak, I’m too weak I'm a leach And all my music fucking sucks, I’m a geek I’m everything they want me to be and that’s the problem with me So when they say you got a ego, tell em thank the fucking lord Cause if you didn’t you’d be suffering You’d be stuck there on the floor with nothing more At least I’m out here smiling in the quicksand Take your head out of that pillow, one day you gone be the big man In the dark I look into mirrors for hours Until I can’t recognize myself A dissonant reflection Both a sober and a sobering hallucination Aus Songtexte Mania