Too Young Lyrics

I'm too young to feel this way

I'm too young to feel this pain

Grew up fast okay, okay

All these thoughts inside my brain

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

Even in death, they try to paint you as someone you're not

They put you in a suit, then they stuff you in a box

That's not me, that's not me, no, that's not me

When I'm inside of the casket, dress me as who I-I-I used to be

So give back my Jordans, give back my white tee

Give back my boxers and joggers and my hoodie

Don't label me as that goody-goody

Always stood out and got labeled as a rookie

Always thinking what could be, should be

Now y'all really turned me to a bully

We really gotta get over the stigma of having male pride

So much so that these young men die

So much so that their mamas cry

So much so that they turn to the guns and the drugs and the violence just to get some attention

That attention turns into power

That power turns them to a coward

If you're a man, you get looked down upon just for trying to go open up

You get discouraged and insecure

So what do you do, you run to the drugs

Thinking you're safe

Popping them pills just to get through the day

Killing yourself and you don't even know

By now you should know how everything goes

By now you should know how everything goes

Hold on, wait, hold on

Let's get a moment for Juice

Let's get a moment of silence

I'm too young to feel this way

I'm too young to feel this pain

Grew up fast okay, okay

All these thoughts inside my brain

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

I'm too young to feel this way

I'm too young to feel this pain

Grew up fast okay, okay

All these thoughts inside my brain

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

I can't think, I can't sleep

I can't eat, now what that mean

I need to leave

I need to recharge

I gotta go

I've been doing this all on my own

Convinced that we ain't making it past 21 damn

If that's true, I got two more years to become the family man

You know the one as a helping hand

Dying inside, I'm like, help me man

It's so hard to wanna take a stand against the cycle

Depression easily my rival

All the windows and the doors are closed

Boxed in with nowhere else to go

But I'm too young or that's what they say

They hate everybody that's my age

For being too reckless

But then I ask, where is the guidance

I ask them that question, I only get silence