STRANGE? Lyrics

Isn't it strange

This feeling of worthlessness up in my brain

I can't put my finger on it but I'm sane

I heard that it's normal to be on the antidepressants

But I will not mess with it

Know that I can't

My father he got that addiction it's up in my veins

I'm down I can't say it

If I do then they gon laugh at me

All gonna think that I'm not gonna make it till I get that gun and I'm prolly gon take it

My life

Can't find the regret in the vile kinds

Of things that I'm doing the shit that I like

Nah the shit that I love

I been seeing instagram bitches

But I'll never touch

I look but I think

Goddamn it I'm lucky I got one to cherish

I got one to marry I done got the girl of my dreams

That I never knew I would need

I'm feeling the greed

I'm taking my blessings for granted and blaming my creed

I'm thinking that if my dad raised me to be a good man then I wouldn't be me

But fuck it that's just who I'm going to be

I know I can better myself

I know that I melt

I know I break down from my mental health

It's always been hell

I think I can manage the problems I'm having through some simple breathing

And speaking of breathing the last breath I took

Was at twenty seconds

So why can't y'all see

I'm the greatest alive man stop with the lies

Yo isn't it strange

I'm feeling this shitty but feel like a king

I question bout all of these things

I'm wearing this ring

While I'm conquering

The game while I sing

About all these harder times

We going through

Talking this rift

That genders be going to

All of these lengths

Man y'all just be showing too

Much

Stop being so angry

Man Ghandi and King

Never won anything

From being this pissed

They took all that anger and wisened up

Then wrote in a way to make you relate

But I find it all

Kind of Strange

Oh so

Strange

Strange

Strange

That these double standards they still exist

In a world where we all be wanting equality

People just will not accept

The fact that a man is depressed

That he take his life

They call him a pussy unless he's a hero

Then they blame

The four

The two

The zero

All of the drugs that he wouldn't take if he didn't feel all of this hate

I know the despise

I see through they eyes

I think that I'm going through

The pain they went through

And if everyone knew that everyone does

Then maybe we'd be in the same lane

All on this bus

These people don't cuss

They saying if you do you the devil but we'll talk religion when we on the last track

For now we just vibe

We think about times

And hope for the best

I think bout my guy

Is he still depressed?

I been wanting to ask how he is

Don't know what he been through

He don't like to talk so we don't

Sometimes you give em the space until they can make

A way for them to find the strength

To talk bout the shit they been wanting to say

But isn't it

Strange

We still push for the answers knowing they don't wanna live them

Don't wanna think

They just tryna numb the pain for something that's never gon go away and isn't that

Strange