[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