I'm feeling the hate
I'm feeling the fake
I hate all the times you stood there and straight lied to my face
See these are the reasons
I keep to myself
'Cause when I go out I feel like I don't even fit in the crowd
Hidden by shades
Afraid of the stage
If the timing was perfect the league would be out there calling my name
I hated the times
I was good but not great
But if this is my time believe me, yeah I've been shooting it straight
I was ready to fold or maybe I'm not
Maybe I scrap it or maybe it pops
Or maybe I exercise freedoms within
Or judgement is past 'cause Burton he sins
Hated to question my worth to this world
But hated or not these people will hurl
Judgments and lies deceiving to test me
I'll never go broke but is this the best me
Addressing the game and the thoughts that possess me
These snakes in the grass well they try to distress me
You thought I would fold but I stand here okay
Well I question myself and I hate that I do
By the stains of today in some hated display
Commit to myself or accept my decay
Do I reach for the stars do I anchor on in
Do I push all my limits or do I sell out to sin
I question myself
I question myself
Yeah, I question myself
Like why in the world do I question myself
I feel like I hate all this asking for help
Am I asking for help
If I'm losing my mind am I losing my health
Shit am I losing my health
And where in the world is my depth inside self when the world is so big mines up trapped in a cell
Thought I would write it I'm walking on clouds now I've been writing it and I'm walking in shells
Went for a walk minds giving me hell in this fraction of light where your darkness will swell
And I'm twisted in inside like I'm stuck in a jail but so many people deal with the anxiety I fell
I feel all these words like I'm stuck in a spell
Never escaping is all of it real
My path was so clear when it came to a halt
But I laugh in its face it's not all of my fault
Is there pity in pride in the cards that I've dealt
Just know I've got questions that all of you felt
Conflicting concerns and my own treason of help
But I blocked out emotion like dust on the shelf
What about wealth?
Is it all that we need?
If your mind is just empty are you leaving it gone is it starving to breathe?
'Cause I deal with the hate
'Cause I deal with the fake
Every damn time, shit man am I losing some faith
And my worth to the world
And my words are they deep
Anxiety and panic really comes at me like some wolf upon sheep
I've been stuck in my ways
And afraid of the days
Lost grip on reality or maybe I'm just up stuck in a phase
They twist all my words and compare it to scripture, like if he's a Christian why paint all these pictures
Life's in a blender the balance of mixtures, 20 years to the game but not all of them chipper
Hate that I ever once questioned my faith
But let me be real I just slipped on my pace
'Cause life is a journey I'm running this race
I was next to embrace I've been saved by his grace
Sometimes all these fears I just lock them away
Why deal with tomorrow what you can do it today
Why every damn time when I thought I was next
Do I watch someone else they've been taking my reps
And it's time to be conscious of all of these breaths
Like live in the now but nevertheless
Sometimes it's so hard and I ask myself why
But I give it to God please take all of my why's
I feeling the hate
I feeling the fake
I hate all the times you stood there and straight lied straight to my face
See these are the reasons I keep to myself
'Cause when I go out I feel like I don't even fit in the crowd
Hidden by shades
Afraid of the stage
If timing was perfect the league would be out there calling my name
I hated the times
I was good but not great
But if this is my time believe me, yeah, I've been shooting it straight