The Never Ending Story (feat. Young Beamer)

Sad boy returns Heart was cremated like ashes in urns My art is amazing But I feel so jaded And as I progress I look back on her words Telling me how I've changed But I haven't changed I've just been affected Depression wants in and I try not to let it They're giving me gas I hope it's unleaded Cuz I wasn't ready for all of this Like I'm really reaching an audience And depression and doubt That I been keeping out Came right on time like I ordered it Delivered from prime Life on decline Just trying to find The pieces of me that she left behind Reclaim them as mine I guess in due time But f*ck it I'm fine Is life on rewind or replay Cuz I feel the same things each day I got like four friends and that's all in the end And I'm begging them each to just please stay I'm a rut that it's hard to be stuck in That's why I jumped quick at the chance to be part of the nothing I realized by chasing your dreams You gotta be following something So I fear What if my dreams are really just nightmares And I chase away the people that might care And the things that I follow are really empty and hollow And in the end I'm just lonely and scared Can you relate as you're hearing this Or are you just deafened by arrogance Care less about commas Just want to find means to put ends to my traumas Period As I waltz through the valley of the phantom of death To the door to the dark In this kingdom hearts I get frightened when the light gets close to far Give me flight and I might get close to Mars But I'm scared that my souls not close to par And what I writes gonna rip my soul apart And despite that might hold my mic in my right hand I am nothing but a sinner with a mic stand I am nothing but kid with a MacBook Back track to the backpack with my rapbook Look at me now Who can be sick as this raggedy, rickety, child Don't approach You'll get hickory smoked With his hoodie up flicking a mild But f*ck it been wild Since I was in pre K Them niggas would see me And think that im quiet My silence is loud Depression it hits like brick wall Getting shit started like kick offs My mind it just follows the yellow brick road Going home, and it gets lost Look I ain't got shit on Les Mis But i got some shit on my mind tho At home I just sit by myself in my room Go insane, let my mind go