Dear Moleskine

Have you ever ever ever been depressed so bad

It was a struggle every day not to regret your past

Feeling cursed like you never ever get your swag

And you be speeding down the highway when your threshold pass

When you cried all your tears out

And one page of your diary can tell you what your year bout

That's a lonely place

My mama said son why such a lonely face

Because the pressures (depression) on me

Plus I feel like bill murray trapped in Punxsutawney

Dr phil told me that I can sell crack or hit the army

Look at where we live at

Tell me you don't hear that

Tell me you don't feel that

Show me to the way out

Tell me when pastor raphael gon' reveal that

If not man I'm outta here

I'm just a sleep walking robot that's outta gear

I stick my nose out the water to the sky for air

Lama sabachthani (why have you forsaken me?)

Trying to see light but the devil trying to blind me

The grim reaper walking with a shovel right behind me

Trying to introduce me to the untimely unkindly

Walk the line finely like johnny cash

But I keep getting visits from the ghost of the past

So I spark another l then I go to the pad