Fake It

I think there's something wrong with me, I feel crazy And I don't seem to get along with people these days See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it) Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it) Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it) Life is only everything you make it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it) I've just gotta know, what is it you want from me It's a slippery slope, tryna bleed you and it's haunting me Every night I sleep, praying that I wake To be the man I want to be and rap another day I won't ever give up, I pray I don't give in To what I contemplate when I'm debating all my sins I should rob a bank, I should have been a felon I should have made a living faking everything I'm selling Would I go back to my old past if I know that If I go back that I won't last if I fold that's when I go fast To a cold bag with a toe tag Home grown, I'm so low, solo though I smoke grass And it's so sad, I'm a nomad But I'm so trapped in my own madness Something's gotta give, I ain't afraid to Y'all know more about me than I do, even the pain too I know you've been missing all these pictures that I paint you But how was I to hang it up for you if the frame's loose I think there's something wrong with me, I feel crazy And I don't seem to get along with people these days See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it) Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it) Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it) Life is only everything you make it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it) People tell me every day that I should write more happy raps I'm not about to back flip, don't treat me like an acrobat Walking on a tight rope, but these days I ain't half as mad as When you know I can't relapse and try to pull me back to that I'm working, and if you were my fan, you wouldn't offer me And when I tell you no, don't punish me like I'm your property I don't work a 9 to 5, I ain't got a boss to please And I ain't gonna jump for you to make you think I'm awesome, G I'm good, I smoke herb, but only when I'm writing rhymes Seldom with somebody else, I'm guessing it's a vice of mine Never to fight the mind, meditate to find divine Chemicals cannot sedate my inner hate and rotten spine It's more than rap to me, this is my whole life I only do this for freedom, not your cosign The darkest corners I live in will be so bright Sit up in them bleeders with your nose tight I think there's something wrong with me, I feel crazy And I don't seem to get along with people these days See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it) Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it) Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it) Life is only everything you make it If I ain't in the mood dude, I ain't gonna fake it (fake it