[Verse]
Down the narrow path, of a demon
That wants to beef with me, and bring me back to past
sh*t that I don't wanna think about
Always coming back to me, boomerang intact
And I still reminisce, with that pack of hash
What am I supposed to plaster back?
sh*t that feared, that part of me that had me trapped
Still had me in a f*cking headlock, conscious is only black
Like I'm stuck in a ditch, but this b*tch kid wanna pick
And say I'm a di*k, and a prick, cause I didn't do his sh*t
The ocean is where my head is dumped
I can't breath for sh*t, that's from the grief
I have recently, this anxiety will be the death of me
One tough act, is bullsh*t compared to a man with more tricks
The kid, sad cause he missed Christmas, and other people
Picked on him cause of the sh*t
Frantic, when I hear the door knock
Thinking it was a shadow in the dark
But it's my mom, walking in the door
Saying dinner was done, am I f*cked?
I don't know, my thoughts, are baseballs
That are caught and saved, like it had a signature on it
It's the Devil, waiting upon me to pawn me
Been out my mind a lot, it's gone to other place
I'm just a fat f*ck, with a body, and no brains
Birthed but still feel like I'm missing some sh*t
I bet when I'm 26, I'll pop an oxy
To kill me slow, cause I'm tired of this sh*t
If I die, I'll be glad, like my friends would want
sh*t, I need to stop thinking negative
My dad call that being a punk
Haven't been outside my room, or the outside
I feel broke in my heart, dark, f*cked up
I'm not mental, I just loose my temper a lot
Mourn the depression, and the thoughts
That brought upon the recession
I'll hide in the forest, to get rid of the mess
And of the depressed adolescent