No Relief Lyrics

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink

I write this letter feeling so alone

Twenty-eight years in this world on my own

Never banged but to this day I'm a rolling stone

And I'll let them colors wave as if it's all I've known

Minnesota to the Chi is just a stone's throw

To this day that's still a place that I won't go

It'd be my luck I meet a girl fall in love and have some children

Just for moms to get a call that I'm no longer living

Isn't it funny how life repeats

Over and over like there's something we're supposed to see

Destiny dealt some cards I hold close to me

So only I really know what I'm supposed to be

It's poetry

I scream it at these walls so you notice me

Closing and opening every wound so I don't go to sleep

Without recalling every last memory that has broken me

Back in the day I couldn't get much sleep

I use to drink ounces of Nyquil to catch some zees

But it wasn't because I needed it it was deepest steep

With no need to keep the key cause I had no repeat relief

I wash it like down like water chasing a pill though

When you from an area and keep the heat deep in your pillow

I walk around with steal for real and everyday I carry it

Expect the unexpected cause the opposition will bury it

Nobody gives a damn about you except for you

Which is why I put my nose to the grindstone for mines

I don't ask for no handouts it ain't planned out for me

I focus on my endeavors and just shine constantly

But if there's issue with the image and the scrimmage crossing lines

I refuse to give my energy to those are lost in time

And I understand the struggles and this upward hill I climb

Not a single thing changes it's the same old design so

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink

Give me a truck of cash suffering succotash

I'm hammered no I'm smashed fuck it let's throw a bash

I'll spaz and say some shit that takes everyone so aback

They won't know how to act they'll just say I have no class

That's cause I'm bad I'm in a school of my own

No teacher wants to be stuck with me I keep making them groan

I ask way too many questions if you let them tell it

And they don't have the answers so they just get in their feelings

I'm curious what kind of thoughts kept you up at night

If your trauma did to you what mine does to me

Can't imagine all the dreams that vanished when you died

As your son you have permission to dream on through me

I'm constantly evaluating the path as a man I've taken

I stand in a band of vagrants begging for a chance to make it

I've made the mistake of Satan turned my back on God

Still in the way I live each day might swear that Jesus walks

Stress is at an all time high feels it'll never fade

Going out in a blaze of glory like a renegade

The finger gets pointed no matter the decision made

They want you to be down and out but got to stay heavy paid

I keep to myself I hardly ever speak in vain

I'm slowly covering my body in tats to hide the pain

I've been through shit that you'll never understand or sustain

Like wanting to be taken out with the steel scratching your brain

I know a few can relate but some just don't even know

Guided your whole life but some don't even know where to go

Some people can't find an outlet or get a chance to breathe

Priorities are shackled up preferred a want to a need

And I just want to find solace and just strive to succeed

Instead of watching it all drip like a slow bleed

One side's a downfall and the other's belief

But if you're stuck the middle you get it all but still

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink

There's no relief

I've no belief and can't go another sober week without smoke or drink

I used to be so caught up in what people think

Now I can't be paid to give a fuck I think I'm at my brink