Paranoid

I’m out of here I’m paranoid
Looking through my pain lost a soldier Illinois
Home of artist making songs I’m a artist
Ima make it out the tranches regardless
Have faith that’s the only way I don’t party
Family acajolics sipping on Bacardi
Jewlaru on my neck it’s a garment
They said go crazy so I went retarded

You wasn’t ugly you was broke
Nigha was a young stepper but he lost hope
Looking in his room seeing all the holes
Didn’t speak to no one his heart gotten cold
Told he’s the chosen one
God supposedly chosed him
Still fighting demons though
All by his lonesome
Crying but he ain’t asking for help
When will he be able to escape this hell
Voices in the head but he didn’t yell
Being patient because only time will tell
Even on bad terms I hope you well
Throwing all my wishes through the well

I’m out of here I’m paranoid
Looking through my pain lost a soldier Illinois
Home of artist making songs I’m a artist
Ima make it out the tranches regardless
Have faith that’s the only way I don’t party
Family acajolics sipping on Bacardi
Jewlaru on my neck it’s a garment
They said go crazy so I went retarded

I’m out of here I’m paranoid
Looking through my pain lost a soldier Illinois
Home of artist making songs I’m a artist
Ima make it out the tranches regardless
Have faith that’s the only way I don’t party
Family acajolics sipping on Bacardi
Jewlaru on my neck it’s a garment
They said go crazy so I went retarded