1-800-273-8255 (Remix)

All the shit I've been through ever since I was 9

This is exactly when I started to turn a little less kind

Cause my mother walked out the door when I was 9

She never left me a dollar, nor a dime

This is the last time I'd ever see her

Fuck it, I don't miss her, and I don't need her

Everybody thinks that they need a mother

But all you need is a father and a brother

To show you the ropes, and to teach you how to rap

His very name is Mac, inspired me to pick up a pad

And write my feelings

Cause no one knows how I'm feeling

No one knows what the deal is

Cause no one listens

They don't know my struggles, they don't know my pain

You ever seen your sister in a hospital bed frame?

I doubt it, cause you don't know the pain

It's why I've got the fame

Cause I stuck to the game

And it helped with the pain

But it didn't go away, it didn't even end

I saw you write those texts but you never hit "Send"

Asking me if I'm OK, if I wanna talk about it

You would understand? I really fucking doubt it

Cause I'm really on my own

No one hitting my phone

And I'm not even grown

Yeah, but I don't need nobody, not even a friend

Cause all I need is a paper and a pen

 

Oh, you wanna hear more? Well, take a seat first

Cause my life really takes a fucking turn for the worst

It happened when my stepmom had Hepatitis C

And it was a really fucking brutal fight to see

All this pain, and all this time

I wondered if my life was ever gonna be fine

ADD meds weren't worth the time

I really hop that that wasn't my time to shine

Yeah, but now it is

And I've always told you what real shit is

Yeah, that thing is called life

It's a really hard fight

And it takes all your might

But you can do it, so have I

And I've told you my story right before your eyes