Paranoia

Hey, it's me what's up? This is T. Karras
People talk about paranoia as if they can't trust their own judgement
Can't trust their own homies
They don't even trust the police
My paranoia is a feelin' that seeks to bring me down
24/7/365 until the day I die
You gotta feel me on this one
So feel me

These thoughts run in my mind 24/7
365, till the day I die and go to heaven
I don't know who to trust, everybody is shady
Everybody wanna scam, yes the world's that crazy
I don't know if people would understand what I say
When what comes out my mouth is just truly insane
This ain't a game, I've been to therapy for most of my life
Still my life ain't right and my future ain't bright
How can I have free will and yet I keep messin' up
Is it destiny or is it just a case of bad luck
Like I'm tryna fit in but I just don't fit
I keep askin' God for a reason to exist
A lot of people call me crazy, sayin' I need some help
I've been through the system, still haven't found myself
I'm not a crazy person, never done lazy shit
Never chased clout or fame, always kept it legit
And that's a fact

Oh God, why'd you give me the gift and the curse at the same time
Why'd you let this pain infiltrate my mind
My paranoia is going to be the death of me
My paranoia makes it hard for me to live
Make it hard for me to forgive
It makes it hard for me to rebuild that bridge
I don't hate anybody
But why y'all fill me with hate
That's what I'm askin'