The type of jam everbody can relate to. Produced by Sean Divine.
[1st Verse]: [Eluzion]
No sleep, no me, I ain't coming back
Blunt wrap - for the pain - ain't numbing that -
Unattached - with the world - and all persons..[oh]
I'll worsen - word, you're all perfect
Nervous - when I'm wording - all verses..
It's not worth it - lies, are all words is..
They all - swerving - when you - a rut
I ruined enough - as usual, but who can I trust?
Risked this, there-ain't-nothing-that - I won't do
Slit wrists? - shit, I'm cutting - my throat, too -
It's all business - hoes, and no riches..
Load clips, and go, "I won't miss this"
It's hard moving - when you - on the lease..
You wanna eat - and you - ain't been to - school in a week..
Lose a degree, from dreaming, and-seeing the wealth..
Just me and myself, so leave - I ain't - needing the help
[Chorus]: [Eluzion]
It's a cold world - when the day change
Games played - and the - names fade
Things stay - but they - ain't same
They say - take your enemies - hate friends
So I - let 'em be - memories - erase them
Like once a day - I try-to stand up - and fall - right on my face
Like - there's no - might in my legs - when I'm - in sight - of my pace
I think about it - everyday - making - a quiet escape
And put-a nine-up to-my brain-and-don't rely-on the safe
I pray.