Gloomy Sunday

Eyo

What if my life just ended and I ascended defenseless?

This paranoia got me up in heaven hoppin' fences

I'm talkin' senseless, my therapist said I need a vent list

And I don't even do therapy, just forget I said this

My sweet dreams transition to hellish

And this man is sugarcoating them stories embellished

'cuz if the real things that I think are presented I'll prolly end it

The kids'll be at school while their daddy's body's suspended

The hard part only comes after you solve a problem

الي فات مات

You can't do anything to absolve 'em

I've been hard-knocking it non-stop and I'm not shocked

There's no stopping it, hide the pain in a locked box

Listen junior, until the next reunion I'm schooling ya'

My mental issues nothin' to do with ya'

So I grab a pen and a paper, there's nothing safer

This isn't a lesson, just a letter to be greater

(yeah)

Uh-uh, uh

I'm not depending on you not getting offended

So you can feel however you want to feel 'cuz I meant it

You're argumentative and sensitive, you need mentorship

Or else you'll wreck this ship

Just saying, I can't prevent this shit

I used to have a "Why me?" complex

Now I sign here on cheques

Remind me what's next

What's a dream? Just a goal until attained

Russel Crowe of the game

Are you not entertained?

(Are you not entertained?)

(Are you not entertained?)

Uh-uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

If not, might as well search wider

I ain't 'bout to beg for your love

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