Blind
[Verse 1]
Now, how can I explain this blatantly for another?
God, why the fuck you have to take my brother?
It’s utter confusion, illusions are loomin’, my brain is ludicrous
I’m losin’ it, I just wanna be human again
I look back to when that one decision was critical
Now I’m lookin’ at your pictures thinkin’ this is still fictional
I’m only positive if I’m thinkin’ about it biblical
But my belief’s just tell me I’m bein’ hypocritical
It’s miserable tryna figure a situation
And difficult shit you’re facin’ when your brain is sober
So now I’m trapped in the middle like insulation
My liver has limitations I’m sippin’ till the pain is over
But I’m tryna go without ATM
And I’m goin’ through withdrawals without the ATM
I try to build myself back up, then I wonder why I’m so thin
‘Cause how can I work this out if there’s no gym?
[Chorus]
I don’t know how to feel anymore
And I don’t know what’s real anymore
I’m blind, I don’t know what real is
“It was all a dream” And it still is
[Verse 2]
Insomniac, I’m tryna cope with it through opiates
But my relief is similar to these beats ‘cause I’m smokin’ it
I’m so dependant on somethin’ to sleep right
But I mix it up each night, so I’m really dependin’ on nothin’
It’s endless repetitive strugglin’, I’m feelin’ tentative
Body functions are heavy, I’m poppin’ twenty sedatives buzzin’
So these critics say that my content is all drug talk
But that’s prolly ‘cause I just let the drugs talk
They got me thinkin’ that I’m always right
I never write when I’m sober and I always write
So it’s like it’s never over ‘cause I always fight
And life is never over till that hallway’s bright
So can’t nobody help but me?
You say I dealt them drugs, I say they dealt with me
I mastered my flow, got my Michael Phelps degree
But my confidence still shadows my self-esteem, I’m blind
[Chorus]
I don’t know how to feel anymore
And I don’t know what’s real anymore
I’m blind, I don’t know what real is
“It was all a dream” And it still is
[Verse]
See? This music shit ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
And ninety nine percent of rap today is whack as fuck to me
Radio’s fake, it don’t matter what they talk about
‘Cause even if they spit fire, it ends up bein’ watered down
I’m tryna look beyond and spit these words
But if my present’s fucked, then my gift is a curse
A thief in the day tryna get to sleep
So, yeah, I fought nights but I was too weak
I need an escape route and find a way out
My thoughts need to be fixed up ‘fore i break down
Sayin’ I don’t make sense, you got it mixed up
I’m so over your head, it’s like I don’t want my dick sucked
I’m startin’ to notice time and time again
While I’m starin’ at time, mates are starin’ at time again
I ain’t tryna throw my life away, I’m tryna find the right of way
But this pain seems to come back any given time of day
[Chorus]
I don’t know how to feel anymore
And I don’t know what’s real anymore
I’m blind, I don’t know what real is
“It was all a dream” And it still is