| It’s awful dark down there
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| Darkness never hurt anyone
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| It ain’t the darkness, Mrs. Topper. |
| It’s what’s in it!
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| Don’t be silly. |
| There’s no difference between light and dark; |
| except the lights
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| are out
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| Been doin rap so hate the biz
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| Started out real now I take the piss
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| Feel like God been misguidin kids
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| Feel like this a life of sin, (uh)
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| And I promote it
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| A terrible culture man I didn’t know it
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| But this my future man and I can’t blow
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| But at what cost I’m losin my shit
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| (Uh)
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| Get in dms and kids say I’m inspiring
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| Meanwhile I’m thinkin about just retiring
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| Josh, started doin rap 'cause of you
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| When I get straight D’s mom mad 'cause of you
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| We should hang out play zombies on Xbox
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| If you don’t reply I’ll spam till I’m blocked
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| Then make all the accounts spam again
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| Man why don’t you write me back?
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| And I feel real bad because I feel responsible
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| When I tell kids anything’s possible
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| Then they start to encounter some obstacles
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| And might blame me when they don’t top the goals, (uh)
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| I try to be positive but late at night all the feelings deposited
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| Swear they been creepin on me
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| Tossin and turning man I cannot sleep
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m running, from myself
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| I’m not the same that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was
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| Late nights, late nights, late nights
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| Shit gets dark when you turn out the lights
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| Try to find an outlet, music suffice
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| Gotta, never feelin right
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| Take it way back to last year
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| Got my first house man I had no fears
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| Then a week later Christina gets shot
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| Then a day later 50 people get dropped
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| Now I’m so scared of what is next man
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| I go home on different routes
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| 'Cause you know right outside my fuckin house
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| I’m so scared to go outside 'cause everytime I look around
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| Paranoia plays my mind
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| I don’t know what’s goin down
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m not the same that I was in the last time
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| I’m running, from myself
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| I’m not the same that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was
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| That I ever, that I ever, that I ever was |