Bringin' Me Down

Yeah I got a lotta shit on my chest that I gotta confess Every day it feels like, I'm in pain dying inside Sometimes I just wanna sit down and cry I said Every day it feels like, I'm in pain dying inside I'm so sick and tired of everybody trying to bring me down They hating on me, I ain't got time to figure it out Oh no, I can't let that stop me now Back in the days it was easier Now I'm going through this mess, it's hard to clean it up My circle small, cuz these niggas out here leeching, bruh Been running away from depression, but it's still keeping up But I'm on my hustle, not the ways that you think I be workin all night, every day of the week My body's getting weak, I need me a drink I been through some shit you couldn't even believe It feels like, I'm in pain dying inside Everyday Cry Just a youngin in the middle school Private, the only black boy in the room Had an Afro, with a pick in my hair After class she asked me what I was representing I didn't know the history, man I was just a little boy She pinned me up against the wall, treated me liked a little toy Later on that week, she tried to spit in my lunch Now I'm back, let's see who's packing a punch Oh no, that ain't the way to go Went to an abandoned room, then I grabbed the rope Then I grabbed the chair, and then the rope broke This is getting way too hard for me to speak on, I can't talk about it no more It feels like, I'm in pain dying inside Everyday