Trapped in my own fucking head

And my visions got me trying to escape

Wishing I could put it all to bed

Got a nigga this close to going ape

Whispers from my conscious and temptation on the phone

Doubt hang on my chest can't convince myself to trust

Lonely fucking soul but connections are a must

Devil on my shoulder say I'm better all alone I mean look around everybody chasing clout

They all seem fucking pretentious

Nobody gracious

There is no goodness

I'm prally tripping dawg

Feeling devoid of love G you speaking rudeness

Got your people boy

Why you thinking rouge

Feeling lost I talk to G up above

Open up your heart and you will see

Feel I might be better off with blindness

Stressing bout tomorrow and the next

Doubt the path was I wrong with the choice

I can't help it, it's the future that I want

It got me stressed

Has a nigga mad vexed

Negatives on mind so I smoke the blunt slow

Kryptonite around think the demons speaking sense

Chasing on these dreams might just be my effing karma yea

You feel a dog go on chase your fucking tail

Feeling low there's no wind up in my sail

But I'm gone get it doe just pray I do not fail

Inmate of my mental make me wanna shed a tear

Yea

And I open all the doors

All ma magic in my flaws

I feel nausea when I fly,

We can all accomplish goals

The mission was to learn

All da tricks and all they thoughts

Their vision was to die

Learning lessons from they corpse

Calling the ploy

You missed a spot

To break revolts

A baby born in ntinda subs

A deacon voice, to take us back

To arm the Troys, and make us buck

A book I gotta pick it,all bonds I made a business

A ticket away from benzes

Full happiness been a minute

My mama visit the clinic

Am living my life on edges

No messages then am sinning,

My guys they been the business

New wave the walls we sinking

I hate the way you say it...

I know the guy who made it uhh

Isn't it the flicka wrist,its my time now

Waking up the wholly beast,feel in diaphragm

Hiding info in da mist,its about time

Vision inna horizon, vision inna horizon

Vision inna horizon, vision inna horizon

Trapped in my own fucking head

And my visions got me trying to escape

Got a nigga this close to going ape

But I kiss her and she got my eyes red

Got me 24/7 bitch deserve a cape

Wishing I could taep on these thoughts

Crying tryna taep on these thoughts

365 dunno the tally

I been slaved in my mind

Tryna chase di moneys

Left my hair to grow out

Remind me who me

Calabash mash wit a j

Dance,soulja wit a bass

Rap,know his history

Gang,kitara my head

Nilo is my the baseline

I know your Christ ain't mine

Taep on me,abiding on your lifestyle