The State of an Imprisoned Mind (feat. Voice)

Trapped up in a prison Like im losing in my head space I could call it dead space Don't know whats got into me my eyes they seeing red wait Maybe its depression Maybe its my head shit All of this anxiety That I forgot the plan wait Thoughts that pull me down Im down on the ground They cant hear me shouting They cant pull me Don't know where im at Feel this feeling rushing Blood its getting warm Inside my head its these discussions Want me dead They say im nothing I dont care And I cant love Its like depression Like a voice Its give me chills and make me numb I dont know what im running from F*ck it maybe I should hide Everytuime I try to runaway The feelin stay alive And I dont wanna hurt the people Busy keeping me alive But I got pressure building up Its coming out I gotta ride I gotta let the feeling go I dont know if I got a hold And I feel like I loose control And all my options start to blow Trapped up in a prison Like im losing in my head space I could call it dead space Don't know whats got into me my eyes they seeing red wait Maybe its depression Maybe its my head shit All of this anxiety That I forgot the plan wait Thoughts that pull me down Im down on the ground They cant hear me shouting They cant pull me I get high ta feel a moment When I'm soba I'm in my thoughts Alone in a crowded room I will neva fall a part! Heart break - heart ache- heart making mistakes! It's kinda hard not to question When it cld all in flames?! I'm trapped inside my mind Stuck - silentary confined! Eyes on triple beam Blood shot - up wired! F*ck dat depression F*ck dat it's Voice lessons I ain't here ta aim ta please Care None! I do wtf I please ! Hot girl w a cold heart Change temperatures in this bitch! Anxious as a mutha fucka Imma die-tryna get rich U got me fucked up Keep dat same energy Bitch it's up! And the red I see is on ya forehead Triple Beam! Trapped up in a prison Like im losing in my head space I could call it dead space Don't know whats got into me my eyes they seeing red wait Maybe its depression Maybe its my head shit All of this anxiety