In this track, Reid is having thoughts about how he may be taking the wrong path in his music career. He expresses his feelings of helplessness, wanting to continue to be an artist but doubting his ability to succeed and struggling to change his lifestyle to not end up just “another dead poet”.
[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm hanging by my throat
I wanna cut the rope but I just don't know how to cope
They say I got it all but in reality I'm broke
Try to cleanse my soul but I bought the wrong soap
How the hell did this happen? I used to think I was a captain
Now I'm all alone and my stories untold
I'm missin' the innocent citizen I coulda been
Listenin' to Eminem, just a kid with some headphones
Ashamed of my thoughts so I hide 'em all in jokes
I hate my fuckin' shows, I can’t do this anymore
So I just choke on these fucked up feelings that I wrote
Waiting for the day I wake up and feel like everybody else
I just want to be myself
I'm already in hell, can't you tell by the smell?
But I am who I am and it is what it is
Limited my abilities so I could live
[Hook 1]
I've lost my mind can't you help me find it?
The Devil gave me a contract and I signed it
All the bitches and money got me blinded
Can't even sit up anymore, bitch I'm spineless
And if you find this a little bit amusing
You and ya whole crew can bite on this uzi
You've unleashed the fuckin' Terror inside me
So when I'm gone move on and don't cry for me
[Verse 2]
I can't feel pain, I can't hide, I can't go outside
I can't look anybody in the eye
I couldn't even cry, back when Greenback died
I try to ease my pain but I always gotta fly
I see no reflection when I look into a mirror
I’m fading into nothing and that ain't even my biggest fear
I just don’t wanna be forgotten
I wanna be a prophet
I want my shit played out often
Don’t wanna be anotha body in the earth
And I want every mothafucka to have a Terror Reid shirt
And bump my shit til' they fucking ears hurt
Ain’t gonna be a starvin' artist, gone unheard
Want 'em to hear my words
To feel my hurt
To see my dirt
To go berserk
That’s why I always work
But that's why I always hurt man
Fuck it
I'm forever stoic
I guess all I’ll ever be is another dead poet
[Hook 2]
My mind is gone, I don't wanna find it
The Devil gave me a contract and I signed it
All the bitches and money got me blinded
Can't even sit up anymore, bitch I'm spineless
And if you find this a little bit amusing
You and ya whole crew can bite on this uzi
You've unleashed the fuckin' terror inside me
So when I'm gone move on and don't cry for me
Spineless was written by TERROR REID & Getter.
Spineless was produced by Getter.
TERROR REID released Spineless on Fri Jun 07 2019.