I'm saying that I, I need an angel
Born to find me, born to show me the way out
And I'll, I'll be so lonely
I've been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found
Just close your eyes and let me paint this
Picture so you can understand how deep my pain is
Feel me when I speak from the heart, it's all tainted
Cause I speak from the darkest place, that's where my brain is
For all of us that are fed up with life, hold it down
For all of us who never take a chance, take it now
This is your life man, go ahead, take control
Nobody around you gives a shit where the hell you go
Stop feeling sorry for yourself, stand up
And I don't want you like, uh, they fucked my plans up
No excuses, keep pursuing, keep pushing you've done it before
You can do it, don't be stupid, move it!
I'm saying that I, I need an angel
Born to find me, born to show me the way out
And I'll, I'll be so lonely
I've been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found
I feel lost, give me light, give me hope
Give me spark, give me anything I need so I can leave out the dark
It's so cold, heart froze, spit snow
Spit so you feel every angry pissed note
But just know that I'm only angry cause you made me
And I love it, man it's crazy, haters made me
Into something so much stronger, little bigger
So much longer, how much longer 'fore I turn into a motherfucking anaconda
Man I'm pissed off, let me list off, a few things on my chest need to be let off
Look at all this Eminem shit needs to be dead talk
You keep jumping on my dick, you need to get off
I've been walking this road and I've passed 8 miles
I'm at 188 and counting, surrounded by haters, I'm astounded
How I got so many wanting me dead but I got an angel pushing me ahead
I'm saying that I, I need an angel
Born to find me, born to show me the way out
And I'll, I'll be so lonely
I've been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found
Third verse it gets worse, I body rap
Fucking nerves, call a hearse, so obsurred
I hate the world, it gets on my nerves
Balls cuff, spit at everyone who don't occur
Middle fingers to the world, I'm the new 2Pac
I spit the truth beneath the booth, you fools watch
Why you lose what you thought you had? What you thought you got?
Which means you never had it to begin with
I'm living whatever I speak I'm in it, I live it
You gimmicks are nothing I'm driven, you bumpin
Into something so vicious, I'm eating fleshes from men, women, to bitches
I'm canabilistic, I'm rapping magistic and still a statistic of a rapper thats missing
I'm rapping conditioned I'm clapping these kicks in
My passion is itching to blasting these hits in
I'm mad and I'm pissed at the haters convinced that
I'm biting, they bitching, they crying and wishing
I'll die and stop spitting but I am not finished you bitches
I'm saying that I, I need an angel
Born to find me, born to show me the way out
And I'll, I'll be so lonely
I've been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found