Depression Violin

Ayy, mmm My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-O-N A real street nigga, but I got depression A lot of things really left my feelings hurtin' Just wanna please everybody, I'm not perfect I tried to do right and be your stepping stone But you ain't do right, you even did me wrong And I don't know which world that I'm standing on I just wanna be left in the room with microphones My dad held me on the couch when Mike was on Your feelings get hurt and then you get your typing on I miss my nigga you just know he got indicted, oh I just wanna see all my dawgs comin' home I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em And I'ma get three motherfuckin' rid of They say Lil Choppa, he be jiggin' in his riddim They say Lil Choppa, he be shootin' at his victims A lot of niggas tried to play and they got bodied And if I ever did you wrong, bitch, I'm sorry I pop the Percocets, I don't fuck with the molly I killed him, but I keep on shooting at his body My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me They gon' hate me 'til I die, I gotta live with that I gave that bitch my fuckin' heart, I want my feelings back I always keep this shit 100, bae, how real is that? I know this shit get tangled up because our strings attached, mmm-mmm And I been just thinkin' 'Bout the best times of my life The best times of my life Best times of my life Think about the, think about it The best times of my life The best times of my life I just wanna go and see the light I could just look inside your eyes And tell that you tryna kill my vibe I don't fuck with you, you're a lie Knew it was a hit and deny All my niggas shoot, not the sky We be aimin' at you, we don't cry We ain't stoppin' violence 'til you die Lord knows, on Jesus Christ My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind's gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me

Dear depression, do you think that you can stop me? I know the answer, but I see you getting cocky I've seen you win this battle numerous times But you ain't ever gonna take a life that's rightfully mine I understand That your intention is to infiltrate my mind And plant these little seeds of doubt that grow into a massive vine That wrap around my head until I can't get loose You started doing this already so you cannot lose At least you think But who's the one that's in control everything That has to with I how I function Right, that's me See I have grown an understanding of the things you do You're a part of me, but not me So I cannot lose Yeah we gone be alright Just give it some time The more that we fight this fight The more that depression dies I'm a product of an illness I was born with My momma has anxiety and that's what I was formed in I tried to live a life that I was constantly ignoring The truth about my mental state but that wasn't rewarding The way that facing up to it is And understanding that it's not a shameful thing to admit I'm not okay sometimes And that sometimes is a bit Daunting And at times it makes feel like a kid The way that I create imaginary scenarios in my head And fear them to the point that it gives me an existential dread That's greater than the fears that I have grounded in reality But that's just what it's like to be living in your anxiety (damn) We gone be alright Just give it some time The more that we fight this fight The more that anxiety dies