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Black hole in my chest If I seem spaced out I did my best I understand if I'm a P.O.S In your E.S Call me Reese's Baby I'm in pieces Shoutout to the feature Films that teach us All the fake things they gave us to believe in I'm smokin and heavin I'm bobbin and weavin The doctor's appointment I like I'm disjointed We talkin attachment Tales I'm avoidin Talk to my elders Says that "we all just a bit self-important" Only alive for our own satisfaction I'm only here for a brief little distraction [?] Was never good at sports so I sat on the bench And now I try to ball without shedding a tear It's hard to be a star seeing tragic events SongtexteI cope [?] I'll happily get You think you got the drive, there's traffic again I tried to picture myself as happy again But when I tried to focus I fuck up the lens Now it's a bigger picture I stage em within All I see is lawyer fees, rollouts, business trippin Verses I know should be written Tryna focus on the vision Tryna get that album finished Tryna get the treatment done And tryna get the script replenished Sister having evil visions Mom cryin, I been distant I can't even tell the difference I been snitchin till the [?] Tryna stack it up and get the dividends inside my dinner Tellin people mind they business Keep up with the LLC People that look up to me People that look down on me People lookin right to me Like mannequins inside the window If something that's fuckin wit me And that [?] interest Don't believe in incense I don't want my brothers in it Real silent, can't be fakin loud Wanna treat my shortcomings like I hide wit yall Get em in the ring And make em disappear [?] Aus Songtexte Mania