Hopeless

[Verse 1: Amarii Davu]
Look
I'm at the bottom of the barrel
Staring at a barrel
My bedroom could be painted
The colors of them Christmas carols
Red and white, red and white
Man it's the perils
Of a young nigga
Just trying to survive in Ameri-ca
In the mirror like
"I done seen clearer nights
Reigned king in the biggest fights
But this one gone take my life
Cause if I ain't spittin' tight
Then how I'ma get that flight?"
See, I'm tryna reach the sky
And them niggas gon' ask me why
I'm building my spaceship
To fuck what a hater say
Cause when that spaceship lift
Get the fuck out my fucking face
Well, let all the engines blaze
See, I'm laying the trail I blaze
And I'm pacing to take the race
Then I put that cake in your face
Anna Mae, all these rappers fake
Now how they gon' vibe to that?
When they ain't talking from their souls
Man, they'd rather recycle tracks
Give it back cause you never know
That half of these niggas done sold
Their souls on the low, but still

[Hook: Auriel]
They say I'm hopeless
As a penny with a hole in it
They say I'm no less
Than up to my head in it
They say I'm hopeless
Hopeless, hopeless
Up to my head in it
Up to my head in it

[Verse 2: Amarii Davu]
Everybody's a critic
These critics can go to hell
Tryna martyr a gimmick
Whose lyrics cannot prevail
This passion sewed in my soul
These stitches stitched in with gold
You criticizing my living
Just listen and you would know
I'm architecting the technicalities
Of wicked game
Tryna shine on my light
But they're telling me, "Dim them brain!"
Shit! I can't do it
All I needed was music
To rest the stress and the questions
When alcohol got abusive
Spazzing out and I lose it
Sometimes, it's crazy in minds
Filled up with landmines
You're blowing my lines
Off, like these ain't them diamonds
You wanted to shine from
They say that my time come
One in a million chances I'll be dancing
With the stars just from penning bars
I got my hand on my balls
Like I'm cupping the globe
And I'm spitting my soul
To these judges in robes
This is Judges and Job
In urban lyrical flesh
I must be hurting the rest
They put my purpose to test
I got to murder, that "X"
I put it right on your chest
Like, I'm digging for something
I'm seeing it's nothing
I'm fiending for something
Dreaming of coming from nothing
They say I'm
Hopeless

[Outro: Lee Jackson & Auriel]