I don’t trust these voices that are in my head
I want them gone I wish that they were dead
But instead they make me not trust this heart inside my chest
Oh shut your mouth you need to give it a rest
Why? because I said so and now you need to listen
No, I’m gonna fight you like an 04 Piston
Oh you didn’t get it well then I guess you missed it
You wanna place in my mind well you better buy a ticket
Cause they going quick this the only show I’ll sell out
Why won’t my bars deliver like I’m on a mail route
Instead it’s like I’m in a jailhouse because I’m feeling trapped
Maybe I should switch it up and change the whole way I Rap
Why? just tell me why, he jackin Nate’s flow
Lies you spreading lies this isn’t Nate’s flow
Check the lines, check the rhymes, he even said so
I just gave them facts why they still hate me though
Hey I’m back to normal that’s a matter of perspective
Looking deep within you could say I’m introspective
Trying to figure my life out I may need a detective
You not liking what you hear? well then your hearing is selective

Yo it’s been a minute since I stopped and spazzed like that
And it felt good but now the voices I hear they are back
Started feeling free again but now I am under attack
Because they keep reminding me of all the places that I lack
Lies I know they are but they’re hard not to believe
They break into my mind and steal all my joy like a thief
All the things they could make me feel why’d it have to be
Grief bring the beat back because I need some relief
Started feeling better but it’s probably just for a moment
This a movie that I’ve seen they’ve already shown it
I circled back around when I thought I had out grown it
This a part of my now so it’s time for me to own it
Why? tell me why, you’re back to this flow
It’s in my mind, in my mind, so I don’t know
It’s stuck inside, stuck inside, it won’t let go
The more I try, more I try, the more it takes hold
It’s about time I peeled the layers back and kept it real
All the sad songs I’ve written are how I really feel
It was getting hard to fake it and keep an even keel
Now the cats out the bag and I can start to heal
Why? tell me why I don’t see no progress
I am not Joel Embid I don’t trust the process
Looking at my life all I see is a hot mess
Why won’t it all go away I’m sick of all the nonsense
I’m starting to see why I don’t play well with others
I have to many voices inside my brain is cluttered
So ever word I utter is coming from a dark place
The water starts to rise I can feel it up at my waist
If you couldn’t now you can see the panic on my face
I want it all to go away and numb the pain like novacane