Текст песни Troubled Headspace - 3g

Yeah
Listen

Took a minute to address the issues
I got scars in my brain so I bleed tissues
How do I explain a thousand things at once?
How can I make them understand what I go through month by month?
Should've kept it real from the jump
Last track on a bonus tape, and I'm finally getting to it
I just wonder if they judge
Wonder if anybody listening, if so do they listen much?
Burning questions without answers so I'm getting hot like a school lunch
Wonder if they think I'm cool much
I know it don't matter, but after a while I had grew a hunch
That they was talkin' on my name when I left the room
I just wish they'd conversate like I was there too
I be feelin' like it's so much on my plate, and this ain't fair food
I wouldn't dare you, ask me bout nothin'
'Cause when the inside comes out, it's like a pipe leak without a plumber
Then we all in trouble
And I hate being a bother
I hate feelin' like I move without honor
I hate being myself
They all expect a proper scholar working endless for a dollar, and that just ain't me
And I hate bringing dishonor
I hate hate, but I hate love
Not the kind from up above, I'm talkin' the fakes frontin' to us all
It be the ones with which you play ball,
And then all of a sudden, you gotta put up a wall
Ready the defense, so at the least you can stall
But if I can recall, it's never you that stands tall
In the end, we all fall

In the end, we all fall
Yeah
We all fall

And I'm just try'na rebuild, it's some holes to fill
Should've kept it real, and I apologize for how I feel
I be troubled with my own ways
Reminiscent on the old days
And I'm sorry for my cold ways
I guess they formed over time with these froze waves
I got a road paved
But my legs ain't holding