I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad,
I'm trying to do good, I'm so misunderstood
I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad
I'm trying to do good
I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad
I'm trying to do good, I'm so misunderstood
I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad
I'm trying to do good, I'm so misunderstood
So you better watch, how you talk to me, talk to me
Once I hear the voices there's no stopping me
So you better watch, how you talk to me, talk to me
Once I hear the voices there's no stopping me
I got a demon on my left and an angel on my right
I be acting deaf when he tell me do the right
I bottle up this pain, the hurts into my soul
I am self destructive because I don't feel whole
Dealing with this trauma from the drama in my home
Collecting bad karma causing problems in my dome
Now I feel I'm going crazy, I'm talking to myself
And nobody can aid me, I cannot ask for help
I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad
I'm trying to do good, I'm so misunderstood
I got these voices in my head, that tell me to do bad
I'm trying to do good, I'm so misunderstood
So you better watch, how you talk to me, talk to me
Once I hear the voices there's no stopping me
So you better watch, how you talk to me, talk to me
Once I hear the voices there's no stopping me
Young black man, from a young black fam
I ain't learn no mental health, so I dealt with things with stealth
Kept my anger deep inside, my rage was so alive
And I take it out on anyone who got on my bad side
I'm not a bad guy, that's what I try to tell myself
When asked if I'm okay, it was yes I'm doing blessed
But really I was stressed and depressed but didn't know
That I should talk about it, not walk around it
Only way to free my soul
Only way I'll clear my mind and I got better with time
My therapy is rhymes
Thank God, my therapy is rhymes