Lyrics Numbers - PrivateFuneral

Uh, yeah
Let me talk for a minute
I got some things I gotta say
I'm back on these beats
Check it, uh

I've been getting so impatient
My blood is still on the pavement
It's leaking through the cracks of space, time, and ancient history never prophecizes industry
But, it told about corruption and weaknesses over enemies
I've been losing people over comments that I made about my faith
But, they told me that they'd stay, I knew they never meant it
Now I ride alone, I'm in my home dirtying dishes
I'm the only one that's eating off my plate
I'll go from rags to riches
I got a pot to piss in
How bout' you do the math
Try to put me into a genre without some long division
I can use my voice as an instrument, call it bar chords
Flipping instrumentals like it's parkour

I've been making money from this music for a minute
People tweaking when they meet me cause' they recognize my digits, ugh
What have numbers ever done for you?
The more I look at calculations, the more I realize life isn't a W
Every fourteen people out of hundred K have died of suicide
That means that 2K of my listeners are lying in the dirt
And, I had a good chance to say some words that had some meaning but instead I said that everything gets worse
I can't be putting blood upon my head
Cause' when I think too much I say some things that really never should be said
I always say I wish that I was dead
But, in reality I know that life is better living when you shed some light