More Than Music III

Somedays i dont leave my room, sometimes i feel so depressed, put this all into my music, im trying to give you my best, the pressure is weighing a ton, I wanted to make you all proud, I wanted to give you an anthem, something that you could turn loud, when everything is too much, an you don't think that you go another day, when you at your limit, an just bout to give in, sick of pretending that you're okay, i know what it can be like to hurt, telling yourself it won't ever change, cling to a bottle at 4 in the morning attempting to drink away all the pain, the more i grow up ive been cutting ties,
this industry full of some fucking lies, how can i feel anything you saying, when most of you're songs you don't even write, all of my songs are a piece of me, im writing down stories I've lived, this is way more than just music see writing these stories the reason i lived, im finally alive, i use wake up an work 9 to 5, they used to laugh at my records an all of my efforts until I would wanna go die, but who laughing now, this aint a flex, this is me humbly saying im blessed, this is me spilling my guts on the track, rip out my heart thats beating in my chest, that will not switch, always be real, im not controlled by nobody or deal, spend everyday of my life in a studio cause its the only way I know to heal, i will not lose, stay up all night, i will not lose say that shit twice, I've given everything i have to give, pour out my story inside of mic, for this i would die,

I will not lose, I will not lose

An i might not be the greatest artist thats ever lived, the best singer or best rapper with platinum hits, but at least i stood for something real and im proud that i did, so go ahead tell me all of my records shit, that i wont make it, ive heard it all a million times, but i keep pushing i see the vision within these lines, a lot of days i spent losing, guess it helped me make something much more than music.