Dead Inside

If you feeling dead inside then you better get in line
Ain’t nobody feeling fine or am I tripping am I lying? mmmm
You don’t share my vision then you blind
If you must use your fingers peak out the window thru them blinds
Open ya eye life is not only a roll of a die
Things they can change in a moment of time
A minute of fame can be over in five minutes -
Famous peoples dms yea you wanna slide in em
I did it/ begging for a piece of what they have
But really I should’ve seen it and been at pеace with what I had/
Got a taste of it been chasing it been seeking for that chance
Wishеs in need to be granted like it was genies with the lamps
I don’t know what’s worse snakes or leeches in the grass
All i know is i felt more rich sleeping in a van
Fishy saucy money creamy linguini with the clam
Get under my skin like alopecia or a rash
Let me watch the game sitting in the bleachers in the stands
Bring sneakers to the click cuz i gon’ run it with the team
Y’all are Pinocchio boys a buncha puppets on a string
See you a suck a ton of D to get some money from a stream
That is not how you hustle that’s how you fucking up ya dreams
That is that the shit that I’m talking about
You probably think that you prominent now
Quit watching me build it it’s toppling down
Inviting you over don’t want you around
Comparing one self to the others you drown (under water) drowwwwn
In a sea of desperation airing myself out i needed ventilation
Speak on it definitely do
Watch who you call friends enemies sitting next to you
If you doing trends be yourself don’t be identical -
Cuz that is when it ends and it’s when no one gon remember you oh oh

All that fake internet shit/ got me feeling dead inside
Hate when they get lit / got me feeling dead inside
Erased when you’ve said shit/ got me feeling dead inside
Sensationalism / it’s got me feeling dead inside

God bless the internet but fuck it at the same time /
I been doing this shit since like grade 9/
Ain't nobody wanna practice buncha AI’s
Press a button it’s perfect it’s digital it’s AI/
Constantly glancing at perfection making us neurotic
What’s perfection it’s the entrance to our death I promise
This ain't confession but I guess I’m feeling less demonic
My brain is hemorrhaged I’m a jester on the net an artist
Uh it’s follow for follow and hashtags
Ain’t nobody bothered if you rap bad
Everybody singing shit is half ass
Got me feeling dead inside that’s that
Like a pussy pic you get on snap chat
They like look at this I’m looking past that
Fuck your cookie I’m cooking up thats facts
Bitch I’m good don’t test me not a lab rat////
That’s some shit that got me feeling dead inside
That’s that shit that gon make you tank i ain't talking next to dive/

All that fake internet shit/ got me feeling dead inside
Hate when they get lit / got me feeling dead inside
Erased when you’ve said shit/ got me feeling dead inside
Sensationalism / it’s got me feeling dead inside