TBH!

To be honest
I don't know how I'm feeling inside
I don't know if I get it or why
I don't know if I'm really the guy
I just owe all my feelings a break
I just know all my feelings could cry
I just know that I really could die
If I put all my faith in a digital mind
I could post that I'm dead and
Niggas would know, but
They wouldn't feel pity inside
Or maybe they would I'm tripping
No, wait I'm good I'm tripping
I'ma stay for the food then I'm dipping
I'ma talk to yo granny and leave
I was mixing the proof in the pudding
And panicking
How did I manage to be, here

But I gotta go get it
But I gotta get it aye
But I gotta go feel it
But I gotta go get it, I guess