[Hook]
I'm near to myself
I don't need any help
The devil wants my soul but I refuse to be put on the shelf
And become a puppet
I'm near to myself
Cause I know it's good for my health
I ain't selling my soul for the fame and the wealth
[Verse 1]
Back when I was a young kid
I was always ammused by how other kids where getting money from hustling
It gave me the motivation to work my a** off from being nothing
To one day it pays off and I become something
They where laughing at me back then but who they laughing at now
Y'all will stay stuck at the bottom while I skyrocket my a** to the top
This is all part of God's plan
I thank him for answering my prayers
And help me achieve my dreams and get me away from these nightmares
I paint these pictures of my life cause when you're gone you can't take it with ya
[Hook]
I'm near to myself
I don't need any help
The devil wants my soul but I refuse to be put on the shelf
And become a puppet
I'm near to myself
Cause I know it's good for my health
I ain't selling my soul for the fame and the wealth
[Verse 2]
This is my craft, this is my art
You try to take it away from me I will rip you apart
My life's so dark, I haven't seen the light since I was 14
Bullied, hara**ed, kids always kicked my a**
I abused prescription pills and one day it almost got me k**ed
I became a danger to my health
I went to find help
The only help that was there was a ceiling fan and a belt
The pills didn't do sh** for me
So I go in the cabinet and take a drink
I was on the brink of my destruction, mind f**ed up like I had a concussion
And suicidal tendencies, not giving a f** about any of the repercussions