Bury me Give me peace Beyond this suffering I try my hardest not to run away From all the pain Come tomorrow i'll repeat What i did yesterday Reminisce with contemplation Overcoming my aggression All these anger issues In my mind They got me stressin I can't catch a break But really i just need a second Let me take a breath So i can get myself together A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind There are things Lost inside my head it seems I cant get a grip I stay angry without remedies But i cant give a fuck No one cares to do the same for me Maybe this is sabotage Maybe its anxiety Dismantlin it all Just to check in to reality Cause ive been off the walls Ive been fighting for my sanity And i could end it all When its done aint no apologies Im sorry life is hard A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind is all i need A piece of mind Give me A piece of mind Another way to survive Give me a piece of mind I need a way a way to survive Give me peace Take me away from everything I see Give me peace Give me a piece of mind Shame; The introduction Of a reality I'm weary Running out of my patience Seeking validity No one could ever fathom Not even the slightest I've been sinking There's no reason To proceed So i just end up overthinking People They come and go That cycle is all that i know; Woe Over the contemplation Applying the pressure Refusing to cave in Lowkey calling for help Been dropping these hints But nobody's taking it I'm sick of the world Mad at myself So fuck it I won't say shit

Yeah I hate it when you're here but you're not here Hate it when your friends turn to old peers Hate it when you talk but you don't hear Hate it when your energy feels weird Last time I think I laughed, it was last year Made more money last month than the past year When everything feels fake, only facts here I remember working back as a cashier, simpler times Now it's been three weeks, still the page is empty They hang on every word I fuckin' say While I appreciate you, wait for my perspective Gotta keep it real, there's somethin' else in play Somethin' I can't explain, yeah Like the lyrics I find in my mind were put in my brain, damn Is it really that deep? Maybe it's me Then one day, I came across what the Romans believed And even the Greek You see, they believe we create from our Genii It's not in our genes, that got me to think 'Bout rappers who claim that they're more than just human Promote what they pour in their drink Was makin' me think, I needed a substance to create With somethin' that wasn't in me But pardon me, please Fuck all that nonsense I believe that my music is bigger than me If I'm bein' honest And I think that it's lame for an artist To claim they're a god or a goddess Because that type of thinkin' is silently killing off all of our artists While the industry profit, fillin' their wallets, damn Feel like I'm on a hamster wheel While I focus on makin' the music You don't need your hands to feel Is it fair when we follow our passion We barely can land a meal? In an industry where they can take They don't need hands to steal! They told me, "Go get a degree!" Was stupid for followin' dreams Your job was to push me to think Instead you're just hurdling sheep I spill out my soul into ink I told 'em I need to pursue what I love If not, then I'm makin' this money for what? Buy shit from a brand led by someone that does I needed to find out who I really was, now... They would never get it Said I couldn't do it, so they were shook when I did it They never could see the vision, they never wanted me winnin' I never need an opinion, I never was one to fit it Too fast to follow along, then I'll bring it back in a minute I take the beat for a trip and I'll bring it back when I'm finished I see my room as a womb, and I build and grow while I'm in it I'm livin', but am I livin'? I can't even tell the difference Since the last four lines, it's been about one week Anxiety hit me real hard, and I think I've been sacrificin' my own mental to prove The potential in me with the music they seek 'Cause the more that I'm makin', the more that they need The more that I'm open, the more that I bleed The more that they're lyin', the less I believe The more that I please 'em, the less that I'm me I been back and forth, daily Am I even making art, or did the art make me? No wonder why I'm feelin' lost lately Do they hate the art, or do they really hate me? They're so negative on the daily But I don't need your help, to me I'm twice as mean Yeah, I'm twice as mean, it's seemin' like your dream Is really only takin' shots at my self-esteem, mo'fucker! You question why you should care Like, "This don't affect what I do" But maybe, just maybe, if you change your thinkin' Then you would find you'd start believin' in you You see, as a human, you're made to create Not just sit at a desk with some paper and glue And maybe, just maybe, we do have a genius So all of the blame and the praise is for two, damn So, who am I when the world tells me who I should be? Look around, you'll see ideas are essential as air and sleep Everything you see, it came from the mind of a human being That's mind-blowin', you're not your mistakes or the fears you think And I think, I need to pray and take care of myself more Deep hidden in my mind's where you'll find "Piece of Mind 4"