[Verse 1: Charlie Fettah]
Hey yo, Hey yo
Hey yo, progression that's kind of a vague description
Battling depression, they got me on prescriptions
I'm chasing ghosts, but I'm not adding to addition
I'm messing up my money I'm a walking contradiction
Struggling just to maintain or have a pot to piss in
Listen I'm going crazy, reality feel like fiction
Plus I'm an alcoholic, 40 pandas out the mileage
Drunk driving, fuck a cab, shit I couldn't call it
Cause I lost my cell phone and my fucking wallet
I'm past falling, homie I'm one of the fallen
Lost in the liquor, calories clog up my ticker
Reminiscing on the good times, holding onto the picture
I know it's wrong drinking vodka by the pitcher
Wrap my body round the bottle like a boa constrictor
Hangover after hangover I'm only getting sicker
My lies sweep together, like I'm sitting on wicker

[Hook: Charlie Fettah & Merkules]
I got nothing to lose in the mask for the pain
Umbrella for the rain, and gas for the flame
In the passenger lane and it baffles my brain
Halfway insane man it can't be the same
I got nothing to lose in the mask for the pain
Umbrella for the rain, and gas for the flame
In the passenger lane and it baffles my brain
Halfway insane man it can't be the same
[Verse 2: Jon-C]
Sitting here alone, going crazy in this room
Mind playing tricks, I can read my own tomb
Fell to the floor, swept with a broom
Forever rest in peace, you fucking goon
I know what life's missing, lost track in the mission
For five years now, I've been living on conditions
Lost a big part of life through transitions
But I'm back now, like a fucking magician
See them rough times, tell the front lines
Bled for my brothers out there all dying
Rest in peace to all my fallen soldiers
From ya boy still stuck in the cold here
All my life I've been living the blues
Been parading the innocent man in front of the news
For being me, that's the only excuse
Cause I'm full of tattoos and got nothing to lose

[Hook]
I got nothing to lose in the mask for the pain
Umbrella for the rain, and gas for the flame
In the passenger lane and it baffles my brain
Halfway insane man it can't be the same
I got nothing to lose in the mask for the pain
Umbrella for the rain, and gas for the flame
In the passenger lane and it baffles my brain
Halfway insane man it can't be the same
[Verse 3: Merkules]
I bought a ticket just to sit and watch the madness
Zoned out, paint drips across the canvas
Listen and establish, my shit is for the masses
Trippin' over caskets to live a life of lavish
I stay calm like a gentleman would
In my neck of the woods, there's no getting what's good
So we struggle and we strive, hit the bucket then we die
Like we're stuck inside a lie, motherfuckers wonder why
But it's easy, simple, read between the lines
And you'll see you gotta try instead of scheming to get by
I see it as a prize, but we leading different lives
So I leave it all behind and keep it even with my pride
I'm born iller than these other rap dudes
Need a crib in Cancun, I just win I can't lose
No scrilla, but I'm paying mad dues
And I'm playing mad shows, so they say I'm bad news

[Verse 4: Charlie Fettah]
Hi I'm Tyler Rogers, a.k.a. Mr. Mess Up
Mask keep me disguised, they call me Mr. Dress Up
Bout to tell the truth, I hope you other rappers catch up
Sick of lying to my fans, I think it's time I fess up
I got some problems that I do not tell you bout
You may have heard a rumor, grapevine or word of mouth
That I'm off my rocker, so get to the chopper
Because I'm strapped with a bomb looking like Dennis Hopper
But there's some truth in it
I'm a grenade with no pin in it
The stress is infinite, all I see is a dim image
Black liquid, blood flowing, my dream twisted
Brown liquor, green twisted, I'm getting lifted
No matter where I go I always feel low
Struggle through the pain to remain in the world I know
Collect my soul, and walk into the light
Can't let these regrets plague the rest of my life
I'm gone