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