Kiyanosh Sahebi - Solitude lyrics

[Verse] I'm having realizations, well they're more like nightmares Cause the music business ain't quite fair What if I fail in school and my raps too? I don't know why I ask you I've never been this scared or this excited When reality hits I feel I always try to fight it Pain from the past I always try to hide it They acknowledge the greatest minds but only to confine em Instead of hittin books I'm always writing verses And I f**ing hope that it's all gonna be worth it And I know I won't, grow to be perfect I just hope I'm not cursed with being so f**ing worthless I tell myself that it's workin Type in "How to be the greatest of all time" then search it And I've always, been so certain That I can make this into my career, yet my brain keeps ailing And they keep hating But I couldn't give a f** my only fear is failing I'm scared of disappointing my mum I wish I could go back to that f**ing trip in Vietnam But now I'm back In school, constantly zonin out And I think it's cool that there's still so much we don't know about But I do know my mum has suffered so let's relieve her More quality time and less of that stress reliever Although it's not the worst for you it's not the bestest either And imma keep on making songs till they're as seft as ether And there's so many problems on this planet Think about all those little things you take for granted But we all just got our iris on Miley Cyrus Ignore the silence, we ignore anything we're not desirin 9 children murdered, nobody cares but Yet on the news is Jennifer Lawrence's new haircut And that's f**ed up in my opinion If your opinion is different I guess that that's fair enough And why does god just stare at us? Isn't he meant to take care of us? If he's seeing all this destruction and doing nothing Then I guess that he's just trying to embarra** us And if I'm gods creation then start explainin Why the f** religion ruined my nation We're not aware enough And f** the Grammy's tho Talented artists judged by the industry f*ggots all as a part of the puppet show And f** the industry for encouraging infamy Mix the cries with the rain, you have yourself a symphony You have yourself a symphony You have yourself a symphony..