[Verse 1]
My greatest fear ain't that I’m inadequate
It’s that I’ll be figurin my shit out for my whole life
I can’t imagine an internal dialogue with no strife
Sometimes I’m so bright, yet I roll dice
And Steve’s dyin fucked me up man, R.IP
Cause I’m really just scared that that’s gon be me
Cause I can’t be what you want me to be
Since I got bad nerves I tend towards depression
Will I make it? Will I grow to hate my successes?
And will that negate all the greatness and traits I was blessed with?
Have an idea but I’m really hopin fate intercepts it
Cause who am I? What right do I have to be sad?
I’m just M. Craft, the end path, who takes it all on his own plate no matter how raw, never sends back

[Chorus]
Cup filled up with brown, drunk by myself and nobody’s around
And I drown in an instrumental cause I got too much on my mental
My sentimental nature is detrimental to my tendencies
I tend to see relentlessly all that I can’t give you
Even though I meant to, I meant to

[Verse 2]
Ring around my index like it’s next to Jupiter
Drink a lot cause I really wanna be stupider
Don’t believe in God, but I’m terrified of Lucifer
And dudes think they got heart til they see I’m Cupider
She was uptight when I met her but I loosened her
Ironically by tellin her everything I need to hear
Man, I need a beer to relieve my fear
This world’s ugly so I drink til I ain't seein clear
And I love my little sister more than life, yo
But I feel like that’s a cop out right though
Cause I can’t live my life through another
I love her but I’m not her, I’m her brother
Wanna be discovered, maybe they sleepin on me cause I’m undercover
So I expose myself on these beats
I am what I is and I is who I be and it’s me, Crafty
[Chorus]
Cup filled up with brown, drunk by myself and nobody’s around
And I drown in an instrumental cause I got too much on my mental
My sentimental nature is detrimental to my tendencies
I tend to see relentlessly all that I can’t give you, even though I meant to, I meant to