4 AM (Overthinking Again)

Its 4 am and I'm up again

My thoughts are all juggling

Can't stop thinking lately

About why all these people hate me

When I hear their talking shit

I always walk away and quit

Can never bear the criticism

Always said If a motherfucker talked shit I'd fucking hit him

I shy away in my turtle shell

Never dare to talk back or yell

When they knock me down I get back up

They push me down again, tell me to shut the fuck up

Don't let people tell you how to live your life

Make your own decisions if they feel right

I'm caught up in my thoughts again

Scared cause I think they'll talk again

I'm always hated for trying something new

I don't give a fuck if it doesn't succumb to you

I never show remorse or judgment too

But I'm getting kinda fed up with you

Breaking out my shell for the first time

But I'll still be judged from the first rhyme

Wish I could stop the time

Or even make the clocks rewind

So I can finally prove to you

That I can make music too

Contemplated butting a bullet in my head

Cause everything would be better off If I was just fucking dead

 

Hook:

Its 4AM and I'm overthinking

Tryna ride the waves but my ship is sinking

I'm contemplating my own thoughts

Cause it feels like my heart was shot

 

I need to stand up for once

Show them I'm not all talk for once

Silence is Golden but my noise is platinum

It's time to finally go at them

 

Verse 1:

Finally breaking out the fucking shell

For quite a while I was fucking upheld

I always contemplating suicide, thinking my life was so or die

Tears stain the page as the drip from my eyes

I'm poetically tryna show you I'm ready

Ready to blow up the world! Like I'm Armageddon

But my arms are getting tired holding all this weight up

Cause everybody shot me down when I tried to be straight up

This anger has been pent up inside me

I had write down to get it the fuck out of me

Maybe its cause my grandfather passed

That I always fell flat on my ass

Drinking away my emotions

Like the liquor was the magical potion

I was loathing for the thought I was consoling

Shied away from everybody, I was lonely

Then a few girls entered my life

Thought I'd get to hit it for a night

But the next day shes on another kids lap

I fucking snapped, into reality I was back

Finally gave myself a second chance to rap

Release another album and hope it ain't crap

But apparently all my shit is whack

Tired of all these faggots talking smack

I'm back to wreak havoc in your headphones

I'm taking the snap and running it to the endzone

Picking off your verses and returning it for a touchdown

I promise you this fucking project wont be a letdown

I took some time off to craft my style

And cook these cheesy pussies awhile

Corny metaphors for all you vegetables

Suck my testicles or suffer a broken ventricle

Giving these other artists heart aches

Till the point you cant look me in the face

What a disgrace this motherfucker spilling guts all over the place

Packaged his thoughts and dropped em, what a basket case

If you want to know hy my thoughts lately are all fiery

Take another step into my fucking diary