[Verse 1 - Iso]
Found myself thinking...
Why
Listen to me can you tell me, why do women really wanna be with something that is so damn wicked
Wake up every morning take a look into the mirror know my heart is torn apart and not a soul can fix it
Really about to lose it, tell me why you thinkin you can take away the pain with the sole ambition
To give me every single thing you've heard that I deserve and if I wanted you to leave, there is no chance is it?
I was really young, tell me why a n***a put his trust in every single woman that was really dumb
All of em had cheated, I could not believe it, and before I knew it homie I was 21
Lord what have I become? I'm cynical to love, and maybe thats the reason why ya kid'll be a thug
And breaking every heart of all the women that'll come and never be an individual that really give a fuck
Baby tell me whats your interest, could it be the reason that you wanna turn a demon to an angel?
Or could it be the reason that your thinking or your hoping you can change me and baby that could change you
Tell me are you just like me, maybe we've been through the same shit that we just might be
Tell me do you understand everything that I be feeling but I never wanted to, from the stuff I've seen?
Feel like fuck my dreams, all a n***a see is pitch black when I sleep at night
Hoping that I never gotta wake up again hoping I can reset and not repeat that life
Do you think that's right?
Cuz that's me and I hope one day I can meet that wife
To help it all change, and take away the pain
Cuz I'm feeling fucked up and I'm going insane

[Hook]
Listen to me can you tell me? [x4]

[Verse 2 - Iso]
Can you tell me, why you listen to my shit and why you really go and buy my music?
Can you feel the pain maybe you relate tell me do it make you wanna bang do a drive by to it?
Has it really helped you, I be gettin messages from people tellin me that I'm the reason why they made it
Even though a n***a always gotta feel alone, so I don't really think when I be writing I be faded
Do you think I'm rich, and prolly own a mansion with all my bills paid when I drop my tracks?
Do you think I'm so stuck up if you hit me on the internet to holla I will not write back?
Tell me do you think I'm out here killin mofuckas everyday like a veteran inside Iraq?
Do you think I really wanna throw my life away for a petty ass beef? No it's not like that
Tell me are you really crazy, or do you think it's cool to listen to me while you ride around smoking?
Do you think I make it all up when I talk about the system and the mental hospitals I ain't jokin?
All of it is real, when I think about it can't believe I got to make it where I am right now
I was so lost couldn't even do the music or even find the words that I want to write down
Tell me do you understand me, when I drop another album and you buy it help me feed my family
Or when you hit me up to get a verse or a beat
This submerged till some realness emerged to being the best I can be to show thanks
Even though I'm drifting quick, really about to dive into the liquor
And I wanna quit this shit, listen to me can you tell me?
[Hook]