Lyrics: Bob J. McNeil
Music: Bob J. McNeil
verse 1
I’m 26
I shouldn’t be stressin like this
**** it
What if I end it
Slit both of my wrists from tendon to tendon
It beats being shot with a cannon
What if I chicken
Take too many pills meant sleeping
And overdose
Or panic ‘fore comatosis
Have a stroke and die from exposure
So what if I jumped out this window
Would I regret it
The moment I leep from the ledge
Or my head hits the pavement
I awake in a hospital bed
Not feeling my legs and
Would that be worse?
Pain or no pain/ it all hurts
It’s all worse
I just hope I can solve it ‘fore the second verse
Before it gets worse
Before I /get to the point
Where I’m/ grippin the blade
I use to shave
Thinkin / This is the only way
it’s my only escape
Wait
Wait
Wade
But the water too deep
It’s getting harder to sleep
Reality mixing with dreams
Reality casually stacked against you and me
Eulogies battling newer mes
The fewer mes seeming the better
But what if I piece it together
Or you find this letter
Before I start pulling the trigger
And we make it better
But what if it never gets better
Chorus
Tell me I’m stupid
it’s just the music
Tell me if I’m getting closer to it
Tell me I’m winning when I’m losing
Tell me don’t do it
Tell me I’m stupid
It’s sounding like music
Tell me I’m winning when I’m losing
Tell me when I’m getting closer to it
Nigga don’t do it
Verse 2
Nostradamus
I seen darker days
I made a promise
I wouldn’t stray
When all these strays
Need a compass
I need commas
In all directions
Gah damn I’m selfish
Right decision
This is what you left with
When your stock go up
You only down for business
Seriously
I ain’t got time for non cents
Time is currency
We been rich
So being broke is a contradiction
from no pot to piss in
To the room I’m renting
My mom wants a custom kitchen
Better living
So I’m better living
Of course I get this
But sometimes it’s different
and it really helps when you
Chorus
Tell me I’m stupid
it’s just the music
Tell me if I’m getting closer to it
Tell me I’m winning when I’m losing
Tell me don’t do it
Tell me I’m stupid
It’s sounding like music
Tell me I’m winning when I’m losing
Tell me when I’m getting closer to it
Nigga don’t do it