Yo I've been stabbed in the back and I saw my world close in
Left for the dogs, hung to dry like a close pin
Watch my heart frozen in the bottom of the ocean
I got trust issues and most of them unspoken
Emotions, revokin' cause what I thought was bogus
Maybe its smoke and mirrors, I call it hocus pocus
Cause lies is like magic, get them to believe
The bull sh** that you say when you know that you deceive
Backstabbers and greed, don't seem to leave
It's like I got a kind of plight, with some sort of disease
And stupid me tries to help, those that seem to need
Even though they ain't help when I was screamin please
Independent with a pa**ion, Stick to my own fashion
Just when my worlds crashin, I picked it up with a backspin
Ain't happy but I'm laughin, don't judge me based on actions
Stop speculating, open your mouth and ask him
Never again will I show any compa**ion
It leaves e wide open and a target for bashin
That's it the fact is the ma**es walked past him
But when something's good, now they attracted
But where were they when I load the clip in my ride
Not by my side, when I tried to commit suicide
And my best friends they lied, forget it it's the past though
So next time you see e don't blame me if I'm an a**hole
Chorus
For the loaners, and the stoners
For the alcoholics and the zoners
For the homeless, who don't own sh**
And for the people who just help cause it's their onus
For the dreamers, yeah that means us
On your way to the top, now get your feet up
For the mean mugs, hope you can see us
For the people that doubted now you believers
Verse 2
Yo I gotta sit down, release my thoughts
Play the music sound with the peace it brought
For the kid who lost hope without a thing to loose
Depressed and devastated, he's 16 in school
Broken home hopeless life, no one understands him
Hates when he wakes up and he wishes he could vanish
Till that one rap song brightens his dull light
And with an ounce of hope, he kinda feels aight
And it gives him a bit of strength to just carry on
And never ever ever has he felt so strong
When the music's on, the worlds in his mind
And for that lil 5 minutes he just feels so fine
He don't do d**, keeps him records in a stash though
Pursued his pa**ion, they took advantage fast yo
They ain't care for art, they only care for cash flow
So next time you see him don't blame him if he's an a**hole
Chorus
Verse 3
Pants sagged, fitted back dress code is like religion
I ain't changing for these trends, dress code is my tradition
It's my identity of self, and your identity needs help
If your identity relies on If your jeans match your belt
My opinions so strong, look I know it won't end well
Sit down process my thoughts like an Intel
Type it up read it baby blow up your kindle
Last night I saw a coke head and I wondered was he in hell?
Deep breath inhale, is this all merely a test
Or am I a past sinner and my soul severely rest
I send chills down your spine, every word and every breath
Media swingin' at my head but I got a steady neck
Plus thick skin dawg, you know that I'm stone cold
Your words aren't worth sh**, false information for a promo
You look stupid for a**umptions, how you gon grow?
When 99% of your blog is lies you don' know
Bloggers think they media, I really feel sorry
Your opinion so invalid, gotta make up stories
A bunch of bitter children, attention who*es and helpless teens
Go on line criticize to boost self-esteem
I've been crossed so much that I react slow
I saw the world for what it is a fiasco
But when you see it, maybe even half though
Then I swear to god you won't blame me f I'm an a**hole…