Sick

[Verse 1]
Yea
Y'all don’t understand the fuckin’ pressure
This dream feels like all I got and I ain’t tryna learn a fuckin’ lesson man
I’m been stressin’ man
Feelin’ like this shits been stagnant
Holdin’ in every emotion ‘til I pen and pad it
With tears in my eyes I grab my mic and make some magic
Not like Channing Tatum
Just another white rapper that wants to change the game up
And I dream about it
They won’t share my songs but tag me in a meme about
I LOL while they’re pokin’ me
But this shit ain’t a joke to me, it’s chokin’ me
Cause every bar I’ve set I’ve lowered it
I’m about to turn 26 and feel like I ain’t got shit to show for it
They just want a colder whip and a colder chick, to chauffer it
I just wanna touch the world and mama told me “Go for it”
So I go for it but they don’t notice it
Actually they notice it they’re just hummin’ like they don’t know the shit, like

[Chorus 1]
I’m sick of feelin’ like the worlds against me
I’m sick of enemies actin’ friendly
I’m sick of actin’ like it don’t tempt me
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ like the worlds against me
I’m sick of enemies actin’ friendly
I’m sick of actin’ like it don’t tempt me
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ empty (sick of feelin’ empty)

[Verse 2]
Lately all I do is sleep
All these bad dreams make it seem like I ain’t really slept in weeks
I got a whole lotta quiet, but I really need some peace
They say life is just a game, and I really need some cheats
To help me get back on my feet
This music thing feels like life or death I’m feelin’ closer to deceased
It’s been a day since I ate, think I really need to eat
But first, Lemme finish this beat
That’s just how my priorities go
All they seem to sees a white dude with a grill
But there’s more to me though
Makin’ dope songs but blogs still ignorin’ me though
As far as currency goes, my royalties show
I’m makin’ a nickel quarterly so, not great
While songs that are horribly wrote, 5K
(Let’s just go back to the chorus man that shits way too depressing)

[Chorus 2]
I’m sick of feelin’ like the worlds against me
I’m sick of enemies actin’ friendly
I’m sick of actin’ like it don’t tempt me
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ like the worlds against me
I’m sick of enemies actin’ friendly
I’m sick of actin’ like it don’t tempt me
I’m sick of feelin’ empty
I’m sick of feelin’ empty (sick of feelin’ empty)