Talk To Me

Alright, open up your mouth, say "Ahh"
Good. Now, stand on one foot, close your left eye
Pick your nose, and spin around five times
Good. Now tell me, how do you feel? (Talk to me)
Shit, hold that thought, I gotta take this call

Damn Dr. Blues, I got the blues

I got issues, shit, I need some tissues
I need answers, I got all the clues
See I'm made to win, but all I do is lose
I ain't tryna sin, or break the rules
But all my friends are making breakthroughs
See they breaking in, and breaking fools
Some take a spin, some taking jewels

Some take for fun, some take for fools
Some guilt trip, to others it's all good

Some wish they didn't, some wish they would
Some wish they could, most think they should
I try to quit, but I keep buying these backwoods
Got fiends lining up cause my niggas crack good
You know what I think? My hood been hoodwinked
Like Tony Soprano, the hood need a good shrink

(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me)

Well, I'm not doing that swell
Somebody just got killed, think I'm going to hell
But before that, I'll be locked in a cell
Cause somebody's rotting out, and it's starting to smell
The evidence, pretty evident, I left a trail
Told my niggas don't even bother putting up bail
Cause they probably gon' put me up under the jail
C.O.s beating me down, reading my mail
Cellmate handing me back sticky black tails
It's fucked up, but that's how the fuck I feel

Tryna do the math to see how the fuck I failed
I was tryna keep it real, now it seem unreal
Wheeling and dealing, concealing my gun still
The reason I'm beasting, gotta pay my bills
My mama on my back, and I'm living with her still
My auntie on crack, so I spit a couple krills

What's wrong with that? Well um, interesting
So I'm not crazy, doc? That's debatable
I'll tell you, um, I took some notes
I'll call you later, here's a prescription for some heavy drugs
Take these, never call me again

This bitch got me pregnant, I mean she pregnant by me

Either it's mine, or this other dude Timothy
See, she banging on young, she think I'm the one
Cause I'm finna get paid some large lump sums
Cause I rap like gum, I got a big gun

And she also like the taste of my cum
I brought my magnum, I'm looking mad dumb
She did me foul, like I called her an one
I gave her thirty dollars for the morning after pill
But she ain't even pay that morning after bill

She ain't go to the clinic, over-endemic
She wasn't with it, but she told me she did it
She really went to the mall and had a ball
No, she just a booty call, said daddy, duty calls
Said it's 'bout that time, she hope I sign
My name, but really she mean my life on that line
Damn, hmm, interesting

Shut the fuck up, nigga

(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me) How do you feel?
(Talk to me)

Goddammit, I feel all fucked up inside
Gangsta Grillz!