The Message

Pick myself up, dust myself off, never let nothing get the better of me Keep my chin up, get my head straight, shit, I gotta be the best man I can be Yeah, I know how it feels to wake up fucked up Tough luck times is tough, so I better man the fuck up Easier said than done huh? My mind full of paranoia creepin’ round mine with my blinds shut Give me pills, give me powder, take 'em 'til I feel numb Chain smoke them cigarettes 'til i got the black lung Here come the come down, drown it with that Hennessy My heart's heavy, my heart's racing, got me pacing in concrete boots Feel the weight of every situation but I rise to the occasion Pick myself up, dust myself off, never let nothing get the better of me Keep my chin up, get my head straight, shit, I gotta be the best man I can be Yeah my mind fucked, running circles in my head But I'm stuck to my bed, wishing I was fuckin’ dead More money, more problems, fuck I feel you big Make a little cake, so called “friends” can't stand the kid Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge I'm tryin’ not to lose my head