In my depth Lyrics

I can't learn their advice, I'm out of my depth

I can't sing to save my life, but I've always been dead

I don't understand how music works, I can barely record a verse

I don't understand how to mix, but I've always wanted to do music

But the more I learn, the more confused I get

I will just crash and burn, as soon as I release my shit

No one's going to listen, I'm not good enough

But still I'm releasing, in the hope's someone looks me up

I just keep releasing music, trying to get my tunes big even though I know I'm going to flop

And when I do this, I feel useless until these feelings make me want to stop

But still I put music out, but all I do is doubt that it will do well

Even if I do sell, these sales, wouldn't matter because I already failed

My voice is bad, my lyrics are trash, my beats are ass, my flows are crap, and my mixing is non existent

I should quit, walk away from this, I will always be shit, practice can't make perfect when I'm so bad but I want this so bad I can't be quitting

Even though I know I don't know the difference between mastering and mixing

Or maybe I'm just tripping

But I do know there's no point in trying, when there's always silence from where no one listens

So I should just quit and admit it's time I finish

Because my music is so bad, I've got no tracks that are good, my raps aren't good, but it's allowed to suck, when no one cares about what I've said

I'm so far out of touch, that I'm my depth

I'm in my depth

But I'm out of my head

I've lost my touch

I'm in my depth

And getting taken out by stress

My touch is lost

I don't know how to flow on beats, I don't know a thing, I'm below the dream, I will never blow, succeed or make it

So I can forget being famous

But I'm not doing music for the fame, or the name, not even for the cash, even though it would be nice to have more of that

I just want to help people with my music, even though I don't know how to do this, I can at least try while coming up with these rhymes but I will never get the following,

When I don't know how to promote it

I keep saying tomorrow is the day I will either go big or go home, I might even go broke when

I am broken

I only spend money, I don't make it

I'm just a no friends dummy, who gets no payments

Which is why it's good, I don't write for goods, because I will never have it

But that should be obvious, when I can't flow with the beat, I am beat, I am weak, I am lonely, only have sadness

I should be hopping ship, because I'm not cut out for rap, I'm so bad, but music is my only crush now, so it's the only thing I so want to be grabbing

I don't know how to flow, but at least now I know I'm no good at rapping

I don't even know what will be selling

But, they say sex sells, but I can't even do that well

But at least I can say, I will always be succeeding at failing

But I should never have joined rap's scheme, when my depth is what I fell in

I'm in my depth

But I'm out of my head

I've lost my touch

I'm in my depth

And getting taken out by stress

My touch is lost

I'm in my depth

Doing music will just get me more in debt

But I will succeed once I reach my death

But while I'm alive, I'm just in my depth

I'm in my depth

But I'm out of my head

I've lost my touch

I'm in my depth

And getting taken out by stress

My touch is lost

How can I ever make music

When I don't understand releases

I'm completely clueless

This to me will never be easy

Especially when I don't know the difference between an album, mixtape and ep

What's the difference between a single and a song, what makes a CD?

How do I sound like the artists you hear on TV?

How do I get people to hear and see me?

How do I get a following?

I don't understand a lot of things

I'm completely new to this

But I always had the passion to do music

So I'm going to make it until I make it

This is just the start of my painting

Even if I never make it to be famous, I'd rather be underrated than unemployed

But i'm still good at reviewing music, but I'm bad at making it I'll have to be faking it just to be making it, you get the point

And again, this is just the start of my ploy