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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
johan lenox
johan lenox
Strings
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Musician
Mekke'l Carter
Mekke'l Carter
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Askey
Keith Askey
Composer
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Composer
Mekke'l Carter
Mekke'l Carter
Composer
Carlos St. John
Carlos St. John
Composer
Christian Boggs
Christian Boggs
Composer
Malik Yusef
Malik Yusef
Composer
Stephen Feigenbaum
Stephen Feigenbaum
Composer
Andrew De Caro
Andrew De Caro
Composer
Jeffery Shum
Jeffery Shum
Composer
Jonathan Birkner
Jonathan Birkner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keyon Christ
Keyon Christ
Producer
Jeff Shum
Jeff Shum
Additional Producer
Keith Askey
Keith Askey
Additional Producer
johan lenox
johan lenox
Additional Producer
Dru Decaro
Dru Decaro
Additional Producer
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Producer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Jonnywood
Jonnywood
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Loneliness speaks through my smile
It sings the darkest lullaby
Luh-luh-luh-luh-luh-luh-luh
Luh-luh-luh-luh-luh-luh-luh
[Verse 2]
I call a 5150 on myself
That's how you know I need help
I call a 5150 on myself
That's how you know I need help
[Verse 3]
Tears of a fallen soldier rollin' down my face, one hand stickin' out of my grave
The whole world left me for dead, Michael Jackson's estate
But I'm too high, I'll never land
A river that knows it's source could never dry, that's why I had to cut out the middle man
Hate from all directions assassinatin' my character
I felt like Malcolm X in J. Edgar Hoover's America
I said the truth and I paid for it, I paid for it
I got on my knees and cried to the Lord, I prayed for it
I had bounties on my head when my sister was in my home
Sleepless nights by the chrome trigger finger next to my dome
Contemplatin' self-destruction, equatin' myself to nothin'
Fixated on my regression, I felt like Benjamin Button
I collapsed in my depression, I just couldn't write for nothin'
When I stared at my reflection all that I felt was disgusted
My confidence evaporated, less than a man, I was emasculated
I turned to violence to be validated
Violated probation again and again
My kin and my friends like what the fuck is up with you fam?
Don't you understand **** want to fuck with you fam?
But you keep fuckin' yourself and that fucks with your fans
[Verse 4]
Pardon me, my ****, I believed the lie and kept it too honest
The pain behind your eyes, tells me that that's not what you wanted
And it's hard to explain to the people standin' still why you're runnin'
I was runnin' from the absolute savage that I know I'm becomin'
[Verse 5]
I call a 5150 on myself
That's how you know I need help
I call a 5150 on myself
That's how you know I need help
[Verse 6]
Do you know what the fuck it feels like to wake up every day in distress
Pissed off at your self neglect, so you just lay in your mess
And people depend on you, got so much shit on your chest
That your train of thought can't seem to find a way to express
I found a notebook in my parents crib from when I was five
I went inside, it said I hate myself and I wanted to die, cried
I couldn't even fathom a child feelin' so lonely
So next time a **** tell you about Vic, say they don't know me
I need to be loved, I need to be loved, I needed to the drugs
'Cause I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it, I was goin' through it
Growin' up I was a product of my biracial confusion
Neither black nor white, I guess that made me translucent
I crushed everything I touched, I fucked every single slut
I couldn't bust, it was a knot in my stomach
I plummet into my dungeon, down in the depths of my darkness
I'm steppin' over my carcass, I'm comin' outta my hatred
Tired of my heart bein' vacant, I made a promise, won't break it
I told my momma we'll make it, I told my gang we gon' make it
They won't give it to us, we'll take it, one thing that is true is my greatness
Promise I won't doubt, I'll believe it, I'm exercisin' my demons, for the last time
[Verse 7]
Pardon me, my ****, I believed the lie and kept it too honest
The pain behind your eyes tells me that that's not what you wanted
And it's hard to explain to the people standin' still why I'm runnin'
I was runnin' from the absolute tragedy I know I'm becomin'
[Verse 8]
Well, pardon me, my ****, isn't this the life you said that you wanted
You know the cars movin' fast with a view and the women are stunnin'
And it's hard when you're comin' from the bottom, tryin' not to become it
So I'm runnin' from the absolute savage that I know I'm becomin', becomin', yeah, yeah
Written by: Keith Askey, Victor Mensah, Carlos St. John, Christian Boggs, Malik Yusef, Stephen Feigenbaum, Andrew De Caro, Jeffery Shum
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