Concelead The Outro

My father used to tell me I was nothing more than worthless

A stupid motherfucker that would live without a purpose

Put my thoughts upon a page so I could try and prove him wrong

And every time I write a song I reminisce about the pain that I'm repressing in my brain so I don't ever feel alone

And I've been living with depression so I wonder how this shit really begins

I'm comfortable with the thoughts of vision and now it is

I've been working on this record for a minute

Still I feel like nothing that I do is good enough

My insecurities are creeping in so they would seep in to the music

Ain't it funny when other people see your pain as amusing?

Abusing many a pill and numbing the way I feel 'til the point of my reality's the furthest thing from real

The only thing I ever needed was a little piece of love and I couldn't find that in people so I would seek it in drugs

And I wanted to be the greatest instead I'm facing the truth

But the fact of the matter is that I'm losing it what's the use

And I know I'm sounding repetitive lack the lust for living

I pray that I be forgiven, I say let’s take a picture

For sinners to get the sentiment a critical acclaim to explaining it wasn't evident

A premonition of my early death I'll make it prevalent malevolent confessing

And if I was down and out I can't sell my soul to be relevant

Gallivanting around like 'Fuck I'm finally free

I'm ignoring all of my problems

I said I'd bury them deep '

But I'm actually terrified and my paranoia was verified cause I just realized I don't wanna make it to twenty-five

A suicidal psychopath, a schizophrenic kinda guy that's looking for your empathy hoping that you'll remember me

The message I provided collided within the melody

A metamorphosism reliving giving debauchery

The resurrection of a savior coming out of Nazareth where you could catch a laceration and a crucifixion

Under what condition d'you make the decision moving like it's in a mild position living at the bottom wishing I was with it

Couldn't tell the difference

So tired of giving the false opinions

My faith in the book that was written by other people

They probably wrote with agendas

So every role was intended for anyone to follow

Attention, I got a testament

Just like the book of Mark

I'm sparking a revolution

My story a revelation

Amazing, I'd rather save it, debate it

Everything on my mind

While I was taking a mental picture

OK, so my train of thought is evasive

I'm faded within my memory

From a daily addiction of always staying sedated and claiming I wanna make it

I'm nothing more than a follower

No apologies for it

Enforcing my fucking happiness

Don't know what I believe and I'm seething and barely breathing

I was thinking of positivity

The possibility that I'll be sane is like a fallacy

I got a way to go and I'm showing you people gradually

I been imagining a better life and then I contradict it

The consequence of feeling like a loser with no confidence

And I've been all alone, I'm tryna find the source of inner peace

I suffocate the beat until the flow has been consumed

I strangulate that mother fucker, turn the tune and turn the night maroon

And if I'm being honest, I think I'm losing my passion

I'm passing on opportunities

Giving in to distraction

The problem's that I've been having is all of it's a facade

It's quantity over quality

Profit over the product

But shit if it makes a dollar

Who gives a fuck if it's garbage?

We'll get it radio play and then now make it a classic

And take a nigga with talent that's about as big as a grain of salt

And put him on a pedestal

He'll eventually catapult to perpetual force

The actual result distracting

They forgot that mother fucker was never decent at rapping

They reminisce on the past and there ain't nobody original

But niggas stealing styles and never giving their credit

Accepting that shit's pathetic

A hypothetical pondering

I put it on a paper for some people I'm being honest with

Abolishing a novice and murdering his accomplice

A complicated affair with the notorious hitter

These habitual liars supplying a lot of ignorance

It's all about an image, so everyone's irresponsible

And if you got a positive message then it's impossible to overcome the current plan and rap a better obstacle

It's illogical to think that

The future is looking brighter

When money comes into play than the vision will get distorted

Cause you were forced into feeling by acting out of your character

You lost your sense of pride that's inside

Don't let them embarrass ya

Barely making it now when you're coming up from the rubble

Refuse to be in the rut

Ain't no need for an introduction

My shit is really disgusting

It's different and impeccable

Intelligent and highly respectable

You're susceptible to this lyrical giant

A tyrant acting defiant

I'd rather do this alone

So mother fuck an alliance aligning with preservation

To practice my dedication by defecating the delicate

Relegated with delegates to give them rigamortis

Supported within a deficit

Celebrated a reverence

Televising my decadence

From years of destitution

The resolution's irrelevant

It's gotten to the point where I can see that nothing's real at all

It's leaving me appalled and

I'm embarrassed I will get involved to mental regression for I have yet to evolve

Got to find a spot to put my aggression before I'm gone

But the pain that I feel has lasted so long

So by the end of this song I'm praying for my desire cause I'm refusing to fake it

I’d rather reform than retire so my generation remedial

I really can't believe this shit is happening

In any lie, I’m surrounded by fucking geniuses

And you gotta be kidding me

The only thing I was meant to be is the dopest mother fucker that people will probably never see

And if I never make it then I'm fulfilling the prophecy

Everything that I write has been centered around my honesty