[Intro]
Like, I'm tired. Yeah I see you sharing, you got all that stuff going on with you and all that, but you ain't me. you know what I mean, like, you ain't going thru what I'm going thru. Yeah some people call it complaining, some people call it [?], I don't give a fuck. Feel me like, I'm tired

[Verse 1: Oswin Benjamin]
I feel like my passion missin'
Tired of spending bread I don't have on this algorythm
I'm tired of healin' scars of my own just to put my pain in a form of a mp3 to the masses, causin' in [?] with TikTok dances they missin'
Tired of tellin' my wife that I figure it out
I'm tired of being broke in my 30s, taking this [?] route
Finishing last to those who ain't better than me
Tired of tryin' to pour all my soul til my spirit empty
I'm tired of these managment fees
I'm tired of reading these contracts that don't benefit me
I'm tired the A&R telling me to keep grindin'
Any more grinding I'm blue ballin', fuck you mean?
I'm tired of being to good to not be good enough
I'm tired of being that diamond in the rough
I'm tired of being that profit that lacks profit, like fuck em
I'm tired of feeling Iike I retire and fuck this up

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Yeah, yeah ,yeah
Yeah, life is tough, I get it, been there
You know that that shit never been fair on your site, you sit there
You doing a whole lot of nothing
Facetiming n***as that will never get here
Now take a look back
You got more than your ass ever had
But then you ruined as soon as you get the bag
Account ability check, you gotta check and then you split it in half
And you ain't put nothing in the bank for the tax
What type of black in prison [?]
[Verse 3: Oswin Benjamin]

[Verse 4: Futuristic]

[Verse 5: Oswin Benjamin]

[Verse 6: Futuristic]