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What's going on, what's going on? What went wrong, what went wrong? I look in the mirror and I hate everything that I see I look in the mirror, I'm trying so hard to be me I'm trying so hard, that's funny to me I'm trying too hard, cause I'll never be no one else Never be someone I wanna be, never go places I wanna go All of these comments you're leaving for me, riddle me something that I don't know Oh, I live in the past, I live in the future But never alone in the present Feel like that's way too depressing Can't accept it as a gift, viewpoint gotta shift I work the graveyard shift Ain't comparing piss, I know I'm that ish I put it on my kids, and my grandkids Know what the plan is, man with the plan, know that's me I'm gonna jump, hold my feet Blood all over, new white tee That's just some of the thoughts, inside me I coul go for a while now She don't care about me, she don't really want me Don't got a SRT, just got a SAT score Why the hell would they care about me for? Ain't that destructive? Hesitated, procrastinated, I ain't really productive These days I think way too much about form, not function Too worried about how I'll perform, when I could be more constructive I'm at the brink of just calling it quits, that white flag in my fist Done with the taking the risks Looked at the chances, that's my deduction I'm ensured, I won't be the best at nothing If you ever see me without stress, I have to confess, I'm bluffing Takes a lot for me to chase these dreams without running away Showing me love to my face, next day they running my name in they mouth Like they wasn't calling me gang I'm feeling like Kendrick, them drakes don't intimidate me It's a cold world, and I knew that from day one I don't know when my day'll come But I know that it's coming closer every day, so I gotta just pray or sum Meditate If I assimilate with all these low vibrational thoughts, that might be the end of me It's almost like my enemy, might be the inner me And we been fighting far too much, no this not a cry for sympathy This is a cry I held in too long Blew my high, told them screw off Walk a mile, put my shoes on And you tell me what's going on, I'd like to know

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