This Fear Prod Feelo

Verse

I cant deny im feeling great now

No fear to cut to the chase now

Were almost to 1st base now

Gotta get a move on, no time to waste now, waste now

 

Building the Courage to say what i wanna with no fear,

Chillen the coldest hearts what im gonna do this year,

Taking out anyone Making fun of the one shedding tears,

I cant handle it im stammering over my own fear

 

Now im Proceeding forward with no past tense,

Only my future im holding in my hands like my 2 cents

Broke east side boy barely had any strength

Thought whats the point of even giving this a chance

 

He wrote in his room, about the thoughts in his head

Contemplated his doom, the demons under his bed,

Surroundings looking gloom,

In his veins is some lead

Never not writing, gonna have a pencil in my hand when im dead

 

Now for real tho,

 

Im in the Psychiatric Ward,

Of my mind, and im feeling quite bored, but im fine.

They wont let me leave so i write another line,

and continue making bangerz, i swear its my time

 

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Verse 2

There was a time when I thought what is the point,

Why try at something when ill never get the choice,

Never receive the compliments that im owed,

Get put in the category of average, but no!

 

I can't allow that! That isn't who i am

Strive to be more recognized than David Letterman!

You about as right as the terrible weather man

My talent lasting longer than restored leather man!

 

Im not gonna let anybody get in my way!

This is my path and i built this highway!

Dreaming about the day. that i get my pay!

Only thing you gotta worry about is what i say!

 

Look in that mirror, see your biggest enemy,

Conquer all, prove it is you that they cannot defeat,

Sheltered from the madness that lives beneath my sheets

It is me, and my mind battling in round 3

 

uh!!

 

Hook