Dealing with self-depression, trying to stay level-headed

Dealing with self-depression, trying to stay level-

I've been dealing with self-depression, tryna stay level-headed

Hope I don't miss my exit, I don't know where I'm headed

It's hard to tell who's wit' me, my own family begging

My own cousin plottin', and I don't know who my homie

I hope it's all love the day a **** walk up on me

I'm filled with love, but somehow I hate all of my opponents

I'm calling on you, God, lately, this shit been hard

I need to be here for my boys, I'm tryna beat the odds

Aye, ****, I've been through a lot and it's called life

Daytime, it flew by, but I had a long night

And one word they believe in, it's called hype

Heart of a giant, but my temper not at all type

I fell short a couple times, but it's alright

I mean, I fell short a couple times, but it's all height

I'm not the blog type, this shit I'm smokin' fog lights

I'm tryna knock sense to you, bitch, I need to call Ike

I just took a long hike, short left, a long right

I got all the way down the road and seen a dog, right?

Maybe, I'm just high as hell

Damn, I need some clientele

And I need some food to sell, need Ziploc bags, and two little scales

I told **** I was finna blow, they thought I was Dave Chappelle

Them **** thought they were funny as hell

Bitch, I'm bustin', plus I got money for bail

I couldn't believe I was up, I thought I was dreamin'

Where I'm from, you can't be soft, my heart hard as the cement

Bitch, I'm the best, stand in your chest 'bout the shit I believe in

When you gon' realize they don't fuck with you unless you feed 'em?

You give 'em shit because it's love, but you making them greedy

The day they call and you don't got it, they no longer need you

I just took a long hike, short left, a long right

I got all the way down the road and seen a dog, right?

Maybe, I'm just high as hell

Damn, I need some clientele

And I need some food to sell, need Ziploc bags, and two little scales