Intro 2

I'm back, did anyone miss me?

They said the second record can be tricky

Well that's kind of funny cause I am not tripping

My fans, they know what it is and they with me

Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi

I came from a town with three lights and no city

I've been doing shows for nothing but pennies

When I leave the stage, they never forget me

Mansion was a glimpse of my life

I let you see what it's like to be in my head

People ask me what I think I think I be doin'

If it wasn't music, I'd rather be dead

You know what I said, that was like me at a 3, you don’t want to see me at 10

Or maybe you do

I promise if that is the case, then that is what you're gonna get

If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere else

And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you wanna hear I won't be any help

This flow is familiar. I think I heard it before

Oh yeah, I made it myself

I left the door open to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful house

Some of ya'll sat on the porch

Looked at my windows and stared at my door

They ask me if I'm going to kill it this record

I laugh in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floor? "

He's at it again, NF is crazy he's bad for the kids

He never talks about nothing but him

Yeah, my friends say, "He's kind of a diva. "

Well, you need to get some new friends

I'm as chill as it gets

'Till I get on the stage and flip on the switch

And I go to a place where nobody is

If you bring up my name in a song, that's something that you will regret

I learned a lot in a year

I remember the shows when no one was there

I remember the shows when nobody cared

Some people in front of me laughing like: He isn't going nowhere

It's funny now, isn't it?

This type of life isn't how I envisioned it

This type of life, it just ain't how I pictured it

I'm in the back of the tour bus, trying to FaceTime my family. It's different

Not what you think it is

Write a review, tell me what you think of this

Give me three stars and call me and idiot

But to be honest, it don't make a difference

I know some people don't get it

But you have now entered a Therapy Session

If you don't like music that's personal, I have no clue what you people are doing here

Might as well throw out the record

I pull up a chair

I talk to my music like nobody's there

Only person I judge is the one in the mirror

And lately, he ain't doing well–I don't need ya'll in my ear

I'm tired of hearing it

You call it music, I call her my therapist

She keeps on telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I need to take care of it

I know she's right, but man it’s embarrassing

Music has raised me more than my parent did

Take out a picture of us and I stare at it

Who am I kidding? You probably ain't hearing this

Show me an artist you want to compare me with

You put us both on a track, Imma bury 'em

Give me this shovel, it’s 'bout to get scarier

None of you want it with rap who you staring at?

I see you got beats, but where is the lyrics at?

NF is the logo, you know I been wearing that

Don't come to my show and be sittin' that's very bad

I call you out in the crowd like, "There he is! "

I thought I’d be happy. It feels like I'm cursed

It's hard to be clean when you play in the dirt

You gave me this place to go when I'm hurting

I thought it'd get better, but it's getting worse

And I got nobody to blame when I work, like 24/7

I ain't been to church, and Satan keep callin' me, he tryin' to flirt

I hang up the phone, these are more than just words

I drive on that highway and listen to Mansion

I look up to God like: When did this happen?

Yelling with all of my fans to wake up

But feel like I haven't

I get emotional. I didn't plan this

I'm doing things I never imagined

I'm sorry but I gotta leave

I don't wanna be late for my therapy session