You see It's heavy
I been stressing
Wish I could get
It off my chest
Bench pressing
A couple weeks ago
I accepted it
I need that therapy
You see It's heavy
I been stressing
Wish I could get
It off my chest
Bench pressing
A couple weeks ago
I accepted it
I need that therapy
Its 3am and I'm awake
I no fit close my eyes cos I'm afraid
The voices in my head
Keep asking what's next
Make me miss the days
I took shots to the head
Dead
Get wasted Tuesday
Wake up on Thursday
I can't hear what you saying
This ****ing migraine
I remember sending
A message to my young one
Tell her she deserves
To live and then some
And then a couple weeks later
I get a call saying she's gone
They said she loved wrong
I said her loving was just strong
Now everybody's suddenly
Saying she was so perfect
Make me wonder
Why they never told
Her all that in person
Conversations about anxiety
And how we medicate
I told her I learnt
To meditate but sometimes
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm feeling today
Sometimes I really
Can't take the weight
It's heavy, I been stressing
Wish I could get it off my chest
Bench pressing
You see It's heavy
I been stressing
Wish I could get
It off my chest
Bench pressing
A couple weeks ago
I accepted it
I need that therapy
You see
My girl keeps saying
She knows I'd move
On if she died today
Makes me want
To move on while she's alive
But I want to hold her hand
I want to tell her
It's alright cos I understand
I really do
I came to terms
With my death a few weeks ago
For a couple of weeks
I couldn't catch my breath
Listening to Powfu
Trying to stay up
A little more convinced
That I was born to go way way up
I did some shit and I've
Been praying for forgiveness
Counting my blessings
Heart in my throat
I say a few words then I choke
Nah, I'm not perfect
But I did make it back
I did kill the drug dealer
I killed Mr Rager...
You see It's heavy
I been stressing
Wish I could get
It off my chest
Bench pressing
Its heavy
I been stressing
You see It's heavy
I been stressing
Wish I could get
It off my chest