Part 1 - Break
[Verse]
Niggas been hating
Cause I ball too hard
Ya'll too flawed
I'm too raw
Calling me names
Man ya'll too soft
You stole my girl
Ha not my fault
I been living in depression
Don't you dare try to test me
Or I might take ya girl and ya sister
Make em lesbians
When penetrating Asians
The beat is how my heart go
So when we done fucking
All she say to me is arigato
Reduce my enemies to shrums
Turn em into fossils
And if you fucking the crew
The situation is hostile
Love my girls on East 3rd
Niggas be whillin'
This shit absurd
I been that boy
Wack dudes observe
You love my bitch
You ain't getting her
She say I'm too big
You're miniature
You talk that shit
Just breathing turds
And I'm the bitch?
Fuck what ya heard
Too real for the fuckboys
Holy fuck boy
When I'm on top
She tell me fuck boy
Can't pull girls
So all you really do is fuck boys
And if I hurt ya feelings
I don't really give a fuck boy
Cuz this grown man business
Motherfuck boys
I'm gone
Save yourself before I have a breakdown (I'm gone)
But It's too late now
Part 2 - DOWN
[Verse 1]
Don't bite the hand
That feeds ya
My worst mistake I think
Was just not believing in Jesus
Arrogant at church man
Not listening to preachers
Even a holy man
Can straight up lie and deceive ya
I need some higher learning
I need less talking, more doing
Higher purpose
I got right into this music
Always writing verses
And it felt urgent
To spill my soul
Instead crying early
Up in the mornings
Like I used to
Decided to stop the boo boos
Upload hits to YouTube
I'm too cool
For these little amateurs
I handle yours
Dogging on these rappers
Like a Labrador
They wanting war
Lemme settle it
Killing 'em with my dilligence
Mastering on my rhetoric
Definition of heavenly
I better be
On ya top five not seventy
Above you suckas mentally
This is studio therapy
[Hook]
I breakdown
Lose my cool
I'm feeling so new
But I breakdown for you
I breakdown
[Verse 2]
And I pray for my soul
Lately I've been selfish
Dismissing my parents
Just basically on this premise
That I can be successful
Without 'em helping
Then I get on a track
And preach about respecting
What a message
I'm so ignorant
Gotta do it my way
But success is imminent
I'm sorry for absence of care
Insane mentally
And sometimes I wonder
If my ex still thinks of me
Some times I wonder
Why these women always dissing me
I tell 'em that I love 'em
Just to push away the misery
Which only makes it worse
Cause they think I really mean it G
The only time I really think I did
Was talking to missus Bree
Yeah that's Fonseca
And I don't care how that sound now
Decipher that shit later
I'm talking to beat
Just to pull out my anger
If God believes in me
Please send me my angel
I thank you
[Outro]
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away
And now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe
I believe