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988
Hip-Hop/Rap
988 was released on August 15, 2025 by Self as a part of the album 988 - Single
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Release DateAugust 15, 2025
LabelSelf
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Olmos
Olmos
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olmos
Olmos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
autrioly
autrioly
Co-Producer
I See Colors
I See Colors
Producer

Lyrics

Life, if I feel it at all
I get these thoughts and they still ain't dissolved
Not tryna get involved
But I cannot help it, they pressin' me, dawg
Seein' if I am still alive
I check the mirror, I'm scared of the eyes
Felt the crash, I am still in my ride
Felt my body detach from my mind
This shit really got me in a bind
My soul and body not aligned
If they not separated, I'm not educated
This ain't happenin', not again
I keep seein' things, not again
Sick and tired of poppin' oxygen
Why the hell they throwin' rocks again?
Why the hell they throwin' locks again?
I'm not tryna be no citizen
Do you not see what my business is?
Fuck all the people that sittin' in
They will never know how it feel
My girl told me, "Please be for real"
Can't even tell her the deal
So many tears in the field
No fuckin' time for a heal
None of this shit could be real
I'm not tryna live
I'm not tryna give
I'm not tryna be
Do you not see?
I have had it up to here
I am way above my ears
I've been stuck up in my fears
You don't wanna be in here
All I see is blurry visions
I can't hate on myself ain't the real me
I could not control it, can it be?
I been feeling lower than the sea
Thoughts creepin' in, it's a lot of them
People see me and they dodgin' them
I ain't hurt nobody, why y'all lyin' on me?
God please tell me, what they got on me?
It's probably a little bit of everything
Shit you say is a parrot thing
And you keep talkin' and talkin'
My head is throbbin' and throbbin'
You see my walk and it's awkward
You see my spirit is haunted
I see my spirit departed
They keep on sayin', "You got it"
I'm tired of all the pain
They don't see the night I been wrestlin' death
They just see me breathin' and think I got rest
But I'm losin' my grip, I been feelin' possessed
Demons been speakin' and beatin' my chest
Panic is creepin' up under my vest
Heart like a warzone, mind full of threats
I try to confess, but I choke on the text
Ain't no replies, just a flicker, then next
Dark thoughts roll like a film in my head
I replay the scenes of the things never said
I don't want pity, I just want an end
Or maybe a reason, or maybe a friend
People just tell me to pray and pretend
But what if the silence is all that He sends?
What if the message is buried in pain?
What if I'm stuck in a never-endin' lane?
I ain't got room to keep hopin' again
Hope was a fire that died in the rain
All of this pain, it just loops and remains
I scream in the night, but they lookin' away
I walk in the day, but it feel like decay
I tell them I'm fine, it's my favorite play
They say I should change, but I'm molded this way
And maybe I will, or maybe I'll stay
Written by: Jordan Olmos
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