Black is the Finest Hue

Maybe if I don't think about the future, it'll all go away
What do you think?
I just think that I wanna end it all

[Verse 1]
Look
As I sit and practice my craft
I'm sittin' in this fuckin' closet and yeah, I might rap
But my son don't have no dad, no one to play catch
But still I rap
And still you laugh at the craft I couldn't master
These niggas faker than some walls, yeah, they might plaster
Or hear my verbs and hear these words and flip shit
Load up guns and prolly curse my fate
And I'm tryna save face
See, I can't look in the mirror
I'm marginalizing my faults, just hopin' you hear 'em
And I'm cryin' out for help
Packin' her pussy wit semen, not givin' a fuck about her health
And I guess I'm losin' my flow but fuck it though
Imma probably just end it all at the end of the stanza
Lord, I need answers

[Hook]
So help me
So help me
Just help me
Motherfucker, just help me
Just help me

[Verse 2]
And don't it all make sense?
I remember bein' two years old watchin' my uncle rinse the blood from his pants
He got shot or prolly stabbed, I think so
See, I'm wounded just like him and Imma pray to a lord I don't understand
See, I put up both my hands and my head to the sky and ask why he took my Aunty Katey
Kuz lately, a nigga been depressed, gettin' pressed by rival gangs and I was false claimin' and shit
And niggas never understood that--see I was losin' my flow
I want you to hear every error, every human half-step, every scream
I'm just marginalizing my faults against my demons and in the dark I'm screamin'
I'm sittin' in this closet, talkin to my son
I need help, baby boy, I hope you the one

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I give a fuck about yo pity
I ain't talkin' shit
I'm supposed to be makin' money for my son but I'm chasin' a bitch who don't give a shit
And she lost my baby, got me goin' crazy
I'm depressed like a motherfucker and anybody can get it
I'll prolly jump off a building
See. the empire I'm building only resides in my thoughts
And motherfucker, I'm lost
I don't have no God to pray to, anything' to say to a man
I coulda had a father but now I'm goin' farther with my dreams
And it seems that I might scream
Internally, the demon resides within
As I bask in my sin, need some Hennessey, some Jack, and some gin
But fuck it, gimme some pussy, too
Tell that bitch come here, Imma run it through
Or prolly run it by you
Or prolly send a couple shots just to hit you
And prolly give a bad bitch *bleep*
So fuckin' help, Goddamn it!

[Hook]