This ain't no cry for help
Just listen
This is a song about suicide
No I'm not Logic
I'm not a prophet trying to profit
From exploiting mental illness
Just saying I get it
The indignation dollar
That's a good market
I'm on that out of this world far shit
So far I'm pushing it to the ocean
From the middle of Texas
Where I'm owed shit
Like your respect and all of your emotion
I don't wanna get rich
I just wanna relate
Ironically to a world I hate
Sorry my mind is running away
I think about suicide almost every day
Wow
This is just another depressing song
You might get rich
You might just get disappoint
Sit enjoy life
Roll up a joint
Life is temporary
So don't make death a choice
You're the only one
Who has your unique voice
You're here
So make some noise
Get up on that pedestal
Hoist
I'm high off the ground
With my mustache and horse
Red Dead cowboy
My posse aims to destroy
Music is my Helen of Troy
I came to take that bitch back
Depression snuck in
And my brain was ransacked
Previously jam packed
The broken pieces looked abstract
I put 'em together and framed it
Art that you can look back and laugh at
I feel that way I feel ok
Bump music in my headphones just to get away
Enjoy this escape
Someone is right around the corner
To ask about your day
That can be annoying
When you stop to pause and play
They just want you to know you're appreciated
Let them know
Without 'em that you never woulda made it
Take this as advice
Or just inspiration
Don't judge me on this
Or put it in quotations
Even if your art sucks
Not moving leads to stagnation
Six minutes in
Thanks for lasting the duration