Gone Bad

Everybody said, Big Mike's gone mad, My bad I'm cold-hearted, tryna get the bag, I'm tired of bein' down, bad So sad Tryna live a better life, rap into a iMac To bad So sad So glad I'm goin' through the tunnel, I'm goin' Through my bad Tryna achieve somethin' I've tried for years, My bad, woo, yeah Everybody said, Big Mike's gone mad, My bad I'm cold-hearted, tryna get the bag, I'm tired of bein' down, bad So sad Tryna live a better life, rap into a iMac To bad So sad So glad I'm goin' through the tunnel, I'm goin' Through my bad Tryna achieve somethin' I've tried for years, My bad, woo, yeah I seen a lot of things at the age of 12, it is hard to explain Saw a grown man got shot with full clips by 5' 9s straight into the brain Hard to stay playing with a fidget, thinkin' of that inside your brain Then your parents neglect you, and now you have gone completely insane Then you say you draw it, even rappin' and people saying that you're fake So now you be spittin' the shit you deal with on a constant, call it your darkened flame They see it, feel bad, but family's saying I have no room to complain Maybe this is why I'm in a lot of pain Dealin' with it on a constant, demons all planned in motion Scared to show emotion, splash with a death potion Been in a bad position, now I'm none on my competition Tellin' me what I should write about, I am an artist, but don't take commission I had someone just walk up to me and tell me I'm not a rapper I agree with them, cause in this gen, I'm a storyteller One put race on me and said I should be country and called for a yeller Here's something, don't trade on me or you'll be six feet, is that better Everybody said, Big Mike's gone mad, My bad I'm cold-hearted, tryna get the bag, I'm tired of bein' down, bad So sad Tryna live a better life, rap into a iMac To bad So sad So glad I'm goin' through the tunnel, I'm goin' Through my bad Tryna achieve somethin' I've tried for years, My bad, woo, yeah Saying you can't understand me, but listen to mumble Can you have a little bit of sympathy I am different, cause none has empathy But feeling exposure like Cena, you cannot see me I am a god, but not asking to praise me Cause I got problems of my own and chained up, but it cannot break me Woo Everybody said, Big Mike's gone mad, My bad I'm cold-hearted, tryna get the bag, I'm tired of bein' down, bad So sad Tryna live a better life, rap into a iMac To bad So sad So glad I'm goin' through the tunnel, I'm goin' Through my bad Tryna achieve somethin' I've tried for years, My bad, woo, yeah