Feel like I'm running out of time, know the sun won't shine forever, forever I got my mind on my money, I'm a money man, whatever, whatever Sometimes I wake up on the wrong side, I don't even feel like getting up With this depression in my brain, hope it change, but the rain ain't letting up Can't call it, don't know where my head is Reflecting on Malcolm and the **** I thought, but never said it To Peter, Robin, to Kevin, all my other friendships That could have, would have, should have, and then they ended Isolate between happiness and hopeless Know it makes it worse, still wanna get loaded Sometimes I feel like I can't control my choices If something takes over and I can't turn off the voices Sitting with these thoughts, can't escape them, can't run Got some bullets in the dresser as I polish my gun They say a day clean is a day won, but I'm holding on Praying to a God abandoned, zoning on the couch Staring at my daughters, know there's a pill in this house That I'm obsessing about popping Reservations talking to push and pull of the conscious Should probably pick up the phone and call my sponsor But don't wanna, when the perks don't work Xannies won't calm you down Not enough liquor in the bar, we grown in the ground Trapped by these walls where my brain can't get out We still growing when the day break Me and the homies on the same page I found me in the whip, that's my safe place Feel like I'm getting weak, I need some aid, aid Need someone to pray for my soul right now Everything's looking gray and there's no white clouds I don't know what to say, I got nothing to write down On my knees questioning God, like why now I'm lost but I'm found again I'm up all night, I toss and turn I love my life, I got concerns I've been through hell, on some half ML It's just as well, I might lose it I need some light, I need some air I might be broken, I need repair Don't got the answers, think I'm confused I ask myself, who are you? I need you right now Mac, to wake up more than ever Ain't no more weed, alcohol and popping pills, etc I know these days getting rough but they get better It's a cold world, let's go to the Gucci store for a sweater Feel it deeply in my heart, you need this letter So I pour my feelings out to you before I go and mail it I don't know what I'm sensing but I can smell it When you write me back just tell it, I'ma soak it up and hail it Heard you got a daughter, well I got one too And she too beautiful, barely see her too Do you hug her and tie her shoes Is she reflecting of you and got a smile that bloom Before you load that gun and shoot Just know that she be needing you, the best version of you too I would write more but my day about to break We can meet up face to face and let me know if that's okay We still going when the day break Me and the homies on the same page I find me in the whip, that's my safe place Feel like I'm getting weak, I need some aid Need someone to pray for my soul right now Everything's looking great and there's no white clouds I don't know what to say, I got nothing to write down On my knees questioning God, like why now I'm lost but I'm found again