[Intro]
People commit suicide
They don't have where they vent themselves
You will have somebody if you do something wrong they'll say
"Ah this thing you're doing is not good!"
You must listen to people in life
That's how life works
It's all… It's all about love
You cannot be an island...


[Verse 1: UD]
Look
How can I cure this empty feeling drinking from full cups?
Void's deep, trust me, I turned to money, lust and light drugs
Second nature I overthink, I'm in shock, demeanour skeptic
They say I make it up, highlights and contours, not no Fenty
It seems that I am the one
Striding blind with no pilot
I knows the ropes, the air so pollen-filled
I sneeze at guidance often
Fixate on danger, sub-zero stares, I guise my options
Anxious so long, cranes in disguise only build up my caution
Disappearing confidence
More bullshit? I'm tolerant
Sorrow closer than my friends
I feel depression hollering
Lately my view is clouded
Differences all look the same
Been painting pictures of my future, hanging them in ancient frames
This feeling's morbid and
My hearts got more to give
I felt down under yesterday
What will tomorrow bring?
I feel there's more to it
My minds got more to give
I felt down under yesterday
What will tomorrow bring?
[Hook: Mick Jenkins]
Look
I can feel the difference and shit look the same
Depending on your instrument
We might have to switch the frame
I just hit my target I can't say its aim
I felt that shit
I felt that shit
I felt that shit

I can feel the difference and shit look the same
Depending on your instrument
We might have to switch the frame
I just hit my target I can't say its aim
I felt that shit
I felt that shit
I felt that shit

[Verse 2: UD]
Do your decision get validated by outcome?
4AM scrubbing plates, pay for features like
How come
Whispers in my ear, they do reaffirm I amount none
Overly down to Earth I'm the ground's son
8 bars from Mick
I couldn't try to write to em
I run from challenge
So every door locked though I got all the keys to make the right moves
Warped lens, life hall of mirrors, you see what my eye do
Ran from my fathers glasses but my action treat him idol
If you eyeing me paranoia inside of me
My mum slip motivation 'cross to me in every touch
All the time we spend together come in bunches
'Cus I want hundreds
My fear of failure is a hunch
Fear that my little brother grow up with a grunge
Cus you know the younger generation soak up like a sponge
Nuclear family that'll detonate a tonne
Stressed I don't do enough for my blood, that's everyone (of em)
Fear that the fruit of my vine won't see the sunlight
I'm on right now
20 minute set to shine right now
Fear that I studied history but I'll repeat it
Fear that my leaves kept me shaded and I believed them
Afraid of complex, sowing deep while cutting stitches
Academic balance tippin so I keep on switching
My vices momentary, why am I stroking in Balbriggan?
Toking on the strains, smoky vision come from my instrument
[Hook: Mick Jenkins & Peace]
Look
I can feel the difference and shit look the same
Depending on your instrument
We might have to switch the frame
I just hit my target I can't say its aim
I felt that shit
I felt that shit
I felt that shit

I can feel the difference and shit look the same
Depending on your instrument
We might have to switch the frame
I just hit my target I can't say its aim
I felt that shit
I felt that shit
I felt that shit

[Refrain: Peace & Mick Jenkins]
I felt that shit
I felt that shit
I felt that shit

[Outro]
The truth of the matter in life is you still have to thank God