[Verse 1: DizzyEmcee]
Got a plan for the day? No way
I was knocked out earlier, but now I'm okay
I reversed the pain, immersed in change
I'm finally seeing differently, I had an epiphany
While envisioning the end of me
Somethings got to give, I need a soup kitchen for the soul
I'm sick of feeling horrible, and more so I want to know
What happy feels like, and giving up just doesn't feel right
Too much pride? Maybe. I'd be lyin' if I denied it
Decided to confide in myself. I'm honestly surprised that
I've survived this long, and got along without a co-pilot
Flyin' on my own. Touch screen without a stylus
I have tried so many times, and I ain't givin' in without a fight, b**h
That's right kids, you should share, but never give in
For example: I'm in the zone, and sometimes I feel alone
But I'm uh give back to the world cause I ain't do it on my own! Haha
[Hook: DizzyEmcee]
I can't give up, but
Life has been a challenge I ain't winnin'
I ain't quittin' either
I don't want to give up
But I guess I'll take a breather!
[Verse 2: DizzyEmcee]
"Breaks are the key to mistakes" that's what I'm told
I can see why you would say that, but I dare to be bold
Sometimes I need to walk away when life just won't cooperate
I'm uh earn respect while you others throw it all away
I know I'm not crazy for being down on the daily
Cause lately I'm beneath the impression that everybody hate me
Why? Cause I'm a pessimist, I'm going through depression, and
I think I need medicine cause yo I'm always negative
Tired of these problems. I ain't found a way to solve 'em
And sometimes I feel Dizzy cause nobody knows Dalton
Damnit, that's a shame. You only know my name
And you pa** judgement on me like you calling a game
Let's keep it real. I know you know the deal
Get played on your diamonds like a baseball field
I jump verbal hurtles while I'm running the track
Defeat me? You're more likely finding s*uts in Iraq
Yo, let's take it back. It's time to get nostalgic
It's cold at the top. Hip Hop is like a mountain
Flowing like a fountain. I'm drowning in lyrics
Floating pa**ed competition. I'm Hip Hop's spirit
Hauntin' 'em, tauntin' 'em. Sk**s I'm flauntin' em
Stompin' incompetent rappers. I demolish 'em
Yeah, I'm kind of co*ky. I think highly of myself
Give myself credit I won't get from anybody else
That's justice. I must've confused you, and who knew
I could treat you like my mind, and lose you too
Youtube doesn't define a rapper's sk**
I see double the views, but don't see half of the sk**
For real