We the generation of prescription pills

Gotta get them filled let us keep it real

The feeling we escaping for a piece of thrill

To reach guilds of peace of mind, I’m reaching still

Just lab rats fed by street doctors

Underhand over the counters while police watch us

Real MD’s will don’t see disease to restock us

So we plot their weak spots to feed proper

It’s so easy to abuse it, giving us a script for the pain never proved it

The first pill had to take was intense, had me feeling I was different or insane in the head

But I came to detect that many ladies and gents, were unable to rest until obtaining their meds

Try explaining my stress, but you need to go through it

I took pills to see what it’s like to be human



I don’t fit in, but I won’t give in

Always felt different even seen as a kid

I was off in my mind, trying to hide

Trying to face the world without a soul on my side

Knowing I ain’t the same, something off in my brain

Asking me what’s wrong there’s too much to explain

So I’m forcing a grin, don’t know where to begin

Had to come to terms that I don’t fit in, to this world



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I was only comfortable when it came to music

Trapped inside the headphones my life secluded

I was on the rise to feel pride and do this

But the street cred and hustle and I had trouble to prove it, I was

Wondering clueless if the struggle I knew is not enough to be included

So again I finally had thought I found a place to fit in but instead it seemed I only was intruding

Now imagine everything you ever worked to achieve, was denied for the fact of a person’s beliefs

Even though I never fit in, I never could admit it, and still continue spitting while I’m checking for admission

I’m passing on the L’s when they passing me the lighter

Breaking up the cypher, now they passing on a cypher?

Just because I don’t smoke weed

Doesn’t mean I can’t get on the mic and smoke MC’s

So I wrote low key, left me so empty

Just another place I never felt at home or free

Walk right past like they don’t know me

Just another face in the crowd with no ID



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Know that there won’t be no one there, when you’re alone and in despair

Feel like the world just doesn’t care, they can’t relate our life impaired



Had to learn as I got older, I’d grow to be a loner

Never warm welcomes, just the cold shoulder

Panic disorder and the social anxiety had me in and out of jobs with the hopes that they’d fire me

I have tried it all, don’t know how I managed

Feel that I was born scorned on the wrong planet

Feelings being torn sure had it’s advantage in a black padded room strapped to the Craftmatic