Happy Pills (feat. Tony Steeze)

I mean, I'm really hurting bad, but you know something? I'd feel a hell of a lot better if I had my god damn medicine! Wilin' out on these antidepressants I see the progression but still feel aggression Shit still look unpleasant blame my adolescence I'm not even stressing I never embellish I count all my blessings I got a confession I just talked to God and I won't go to heaven He don't get the message I think he is jealous I switch up the flow yeah I'm keeping 'em guessing Got that strap on I ain't talking protection Still buying that shit I ain't talking about selling Still smoking that shit I ain't talking possession Put dab on the cig I ain't talking no resin If it a 10 turn it up to 11 I'm never a quitter I'm semper fidelis Still flexing Giuseppi thousand island dressing In two thousand years they will finally get it If I don't have my medication Yeah I'm feeling like Jason Finna chop off they heads with the face in Doing that shit motherfucker you faking Finna hit em' with the mac Finna go ahead and duck it in the back Put it in my backpack Then I go ahead and do a fucking lap with that slatt Yeah I'm finna do a line with your bine' Yeah imma finna do mine Yeah I'm finna do my own time If you niggas wanna talk about that grind, yeah Hit em' with a nine Two shots to his spine One through his mind Talking that shit you be dying Talking that shit you be lying Ready to start, I never finish Before I was here I knew I was different The cards have been dealt, the prophecy written I said how I felt, but no one would listen Kobe Bryant dead, that shit f*ck with my head Jeffery Epstein was killed in his bed Why can't the fed just take me instead? Maybe they'll do the same thing to my friends After sun sets I just see what I fear The darkness and sky and salt in my tears Why could I never relate to my peers Why can't these people just feel what I feel Dwelling on problems of my own creation World spinning around me I'm not even faded My life and your life I deny they related Cuz' talking about feelings is so overrated Drop a bar but I ain't talkin bout no xannies nigga I'm dropping the panties Sniffing the sniffing the candy nigga go Randy Nigga go Randy Feels like nothings fucking going right in my fucking life Yeah I might just end it right now I engage with rage Whipping the pot like a mage I'm doing this shit Yeah I'm going insane But I still got the novocaine Numbing the pain 40 bucks for a dick suck Isn't that nuts Never go into the alleys where you'll never find love He had the best head of life in the back of a truck Until the cops pulled up, Shit outta luck I guess it was a bust Life is full of fucking quarrels so I do what I want Everyone is just a squirrel and they tryna bust a nut Everyone is just a killer a they tryna get a cut I am really just a Trilla so I do what I want Drop a bar but I ain't talking bout no Xannies nigga I'm dropping the panties You niggas is talking the shit but I go ahead And I don't do the Plan B Do the plan B Going through the fucking sand... Ah f*ck! I was about to say going through the cheeks like they Sandy! Sandy cheeks... Nigga go Randy Talking that shit you be dying You know, I don't like Obama But I'm starting to You alright? I'm hurting...