Better dead Lyrics

I can hardly go another day through all this pain

Every other day it's like it's like fight up in my brain

My heart is devastated decorate it like a grave

My spirit heavy lately lotta extra weight

I'm at war with myself lately everyday is a struggle

It's a struggle getting out of bed I gotta go and hustle

Gotta hustle get up out my head it's way too much to fumble

Having thoughts I'm better dead I feel lately I'm in trouble

Shit I'm going crazy lately all up in my head

Self medicating fuck these shady and doctors and they meds

Contemplating sitituations got my mind on edge

And I don't trust nobody lately to save me off the ledge

I swear that shit that's going on it's really got me puzzled

I the shit that I've going for me now why am I still struggling

Why every time i get life rolling I've chosen self destruction

And the ones closest to me I push em away but I still love em

I've always thug it out it's always been my only route

Always gotta make moves count tryna go the holy route

Too many demons in my head they got a lot fight about

In there screaming got me fed up bout to go and run em out

I can hardly go another day through all this pain

Every other day it's like it's like fight up in my brain

My heart is devastated decorate it like a grave

My spirit heavy lately lotta extra weight

I'm at war with myself lately everyday is a struggle

It's a struggle getting out of bed I gotta go and hustle

Gotta hustle get up out my head it's way too much to fumble

Having thoughts I'm better dead I feel lately I'm in trouble

All this pain I have to take it , shit is deabilitating

Roll and smoke my medication grab a pad a pen and paper

Sit and get to illustrating mental state been fading lately

Feeling like mental patient pacing cuz my mind keeps racing

Sometimes I feel I ain't done enough then I feel done too much

It's really hard to open up I really don't know who to trust

Talking to a therapist I know that bitch she think I'm nuts

I ain't trusting shady medication bitch I'll smoke a blunt

When I be going through it I just have to ask myself

What the fuck have I been doing should I go and blast myself

Feeling like I'm fucking losing I don't never ask for help

All the shit I'm doing bitch I'm hardest on myself

I can hardly go another day through all this pain

Every other day it's like it's like fight up in my brain

My heart is devastated decorate it like a grave

My spirit heavy lately lotta extra weight

I'm at war with myself lately everyday is a struggle

It's a struggle getting out of bed I gotta go and hustle

Gotta hustle get up out my head it's way too much to fumble

Having thoughts I'm better dead I feel lately I'm in trouble