I'm goin crazy n***a
Where the mental asylum
You say you got tools
Give me the nails I'll file em
I walk around with a grin
Because Im tired of smiling
And I hope the money call soon
Cause I'm tired of dialing
They wanna talk
Until they see wat I became
They wanna see how
A n***a gaining all of this fame
I get on any track
Like I walk around with a train
If being different's wrong
I ain't gon make it in the game
Because I don't roll with them n***as who are all the same
That's how it seems it is now
And what a shame
It's the same picture every time
In a different frame
Fighting all this pain
No I don't complain
Thinkin in my heart
And im spittin out my brain
Yeah that's how I do it
I gotta have a solid mind
But I'm spittin fluids
Yeah this is the truest
But don't get influenced
Or you'll be doin things
That you wouldn't normally be doing
I'll have these kids doing wrong things
But it's worth it
If I'm living out my whole dream
Hopefully
It won't turn into a nightmare
Cause it's right there
And I'm quite scared
But I'mma keep saying my quiet prayer
Yeah
2012