Battle With Myself

I'm trying to talk me off the ledge but it's hard

I pray to God (Pray to God)

Wished for this life

Now second guessing getting involved (Kinda)

They see the moves I'm making and thinking that I be caking

But I struggle 'til I make it, you fakers must be mistaken (Maybe)

Barely scraping and all they saying is keep going (That's all?)

But when I break and run out of gas, then who's towing? (Who)

A mistake to assume I'm fast and you slowing

Cause at the wake when you hear I passed, then who's showing (Who's coming)

My stronger side is like stop bitching