Intro

I hope you understand catch it throwing underhands
Eastside lonely I just run away
From all my fans try to figure out this life so
Really hope you understand try to figure out
My life and everything just hit the fan how to
Become a better man what I ask myself
How you put down ya pride to go and ask for
Help, cause you done came up on ya own
Dawg, I * ***in get it whenever I see the ball
Coming fast you know I hit it, home
Run home run, Aaron Judge wit the home
Runs no love no love I lost your love saying
So what I dont need nobody tryna press me
Needa be alone I dont need nobody calling
Baby when you coming home I just need the
Pen and paper baby where my microphone
Used to go inhale some vapors hoping that
They sing along
Really that dont make me happy deep down
I feel so alone
Trapped up in a life where everything I do is
****ing wrong
Said Im used to the feeling but that Gotta go
Knowing that the sun rise knowing I got no
Time knowing I got people that just want my
Shit to drop
Going on they twitter saying **** you to the copps
Rap about my life cause yeah I know that
Shitll pop
And I know they want the trap shit they tired
Of the rap shit
But lately in my mind this shit been feeling
Like the rapture so welcome to the rapture
Cause that shit really happened