[Intro]
(Sigh)
(Writes on a notepad)
Fuck...
(Tears and crumples the pages)

[Verse 1]
Damn/
I don’t know what happened/
It’s like I lost the passion/
The whole passion for rapping/
And I don’t know why I thought I could chase the dream and grab it/
Cause at the rate I’m going I struggle to make a classic/
And I don’t know if they listen or even if they care/
Because I still get no offers to be all over air/
Waves/
And I'm just stuck in a phase/
My doubt is growing overcrowding me I can't get no space FUCK/
It gets so bad that I can't make up a topic/
Or even a simple punchline but I'm getting socked in/
Feeling locked in with no profits/
I'm nonsense with a conscience/
I'm the sacrificial lamb giving up all my offerings/
I just record from a closet/ to see what lines can come out
And people overlook the message just cause I'm from the south/
Or is it cause I'm a kid/
Fuck it I'm done with this shit/
Oh wait I just remembered all the doubts creeping in/
And so I wonder/
[Bridge]
Is it for me?/
And so I wonder/
Is it for me?/

[Chorus]
Man I don't know what place I'ma go right now/
Really I don't know if I should ever come down/
Really I don't know what place I'ma go right now/
Should I run this round/
Fight or leave and go now?/

[Bridge]
Is it for me?/
(Yeah)/
Is it for me?/
(Yeah)/

[Chorus]
Man I don't know what place I'ma go right now/
Really I don't know if I should ever come down/
Really I don't know what place I'ma go right now/
Should I run this round/
Fight or leave and go now?/
Is it for me?/