A Commentary On Mental Health Lyrics

Needed your help way to often

Got a lot of problems I put them into a coffin

Worked my ass off lord show mercy

Would you agree? That you can see my problems they follow me

Preaching about my problems saw my idols past the picket fence

Speaking about my progress and you're nonsense do it all make sense?

Make a move and you all scoff

You fumble the bag get mad boy you Jared Goff

My conscience kept me inside my head

I was locked skull trap soul collapse stuck in mud

Nah Nah Nah fuck that

I got a problem with everybody that threw a frown at me

And around me all these people keep surrounding me

And they negative

Man that can't be good for me

I went extra in and expected my paralysis to leave

My stress is on another level

I needed one person that was you

And you went behind my back and did that shit to me?

Nah Nah Nah fuck that

Fuck you

And fuck this

I made this song its a rant it's a concept

I sitting down at the mic

And having a full ass conversation

A little rant a little chat

Now im throwing a temper tantrum at the mic

Wa wa wa

This is my problem and it's yours

We went through the drama the stress

And I had to sit back rest and think

I cried at my bed for like 3 nights

Just so I could get up here and stand at the mic

And im hoarding it

Like a virgin who was horny