[Chorus]
It's a whole lot of pain, too much trauma in my head
I been sweating too geeked, having nightmares in my bed
Swear I'm really tryna talk, they ain't hearing what I said
I use to hate everything, I would rather just be dead
It's a whole lot of pain, too much trauma in my head
I been sweating too geeked, having nightmares in my bed
Swear I'm really tryna talk, they ain't hearing what I said
I use to hate everything, I would rather just be dead

[Verse]
[?], wake up [?]
[?],fuck a [?], shit for real
Big Mike with the [?], selling dope [?]
Going heavy on the patches, had to put them down to rest
And the next was lil Joe, he got shot in that [?]
I ain't sure but I think it was over 100 blues man
And this shit with my granny hit me hard, couldn't take it
I'm still dealing with the pain, when I smile I just fake it
And when Jessie lost her life when she fell in the shower
She was pregnant, I couldn't imagine what her momma felt for hours
Course I still think and wish that I really Knew the answers
Shit kill me how it went, and we [?]
[?] What the fuck, [?] growing up
Taught us how to be yourself just so we all showing up
Lil moe, me and [?] in the 3rd grade
I can never understand why it had to be this way
[Chorus]
It's a whole lot of pain, too much trauma in my head
I been sweating too geeked, having nightmares in my bed
Swear I'm really tryna talk, they ain't hearing what I said
I use to hate everything, I would rather just be dead
It's a whole lot of pain, too much trauma in my head
I been sweating too geeked, having nightmares in my bed
Swear I'm really tryna talk, they ain't hearing what I said
I use to hate everything, I would rather just be dead