i`m just so fucking depressed.
i just cant seem to get out this slump.
if i could just get over this hump.
but i need something to pull me out this dump.
i took my bruises took my lumps.
fell down and i got right back up.
but i need that spark to get psyched back up.
and in order for me to pick the mic back up.
i don't know how or why or when.
i ended up this position i`m in.
i`m started to feel distant again.
so i decided just to pick this pen.
up and try to make an attempt to vent.
but i just cant admit.
or come to grips the fact that i may be done with rap.
i need a new outlet.
and i know some shits so hard to swallow.
but i cant just sit back and wallow.
in my own sorrow but i know one fact.
ill be one tough act to follow.
one tough act to follow.
ill be one tough act to follow.
here today gone tomorrow but you'd have to walk a thousand miles.

in my shoes just to see.
what its like to be me.