�I walked out my house in the suburbsFelt strange cause I'm used to the gangsta *Still seen a homeless man on the curbWith a red cup sayingCan you put some change in this?I always been frank for the wise wordsCan you keep it a hundred in exchange for this?He took the blue note, hit a blues noteHe said losing yourself is dangerousI walked off it all to myselfAm I losing using this booze I bought from the shelf?Abusing liquor that's crucifying my liver like Jesus ChristCrossing the cell, getting lost in myselfI ain't so independent, no one offers me helpI stop drinking in the clubI drop bars for my healthThe audience is clappingThey think I'm on stage rappingReally, I talk to myselfGot a quick temper and a short fuse* your opinions and * your viewsI don't really give a * what you may sayI'm just trying not to lose my wayI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm tryingI'm trying not to lose my wayI'm just trying, I'm just tryingHard as a race inside my chestTrying to figure out where the lag will mixI'm trying not to lose my wayI hide my stressI could feel worse but I'm trying my bestWhere do I go, where I go?I'm trying not to lose my wayFalling down, falling downMy demons are all aroundI dream that I almost drownedI'm losing my, uh, uh, losing my wayMy ways in the lost and foundMy face got a constant frownI'm just trying not to lose my wayI was almost raised as a foster childMy father was gone and my mama not calming me downDown, Miss PoeFeeling like I'm living in a fishbowlNigga on me, that's where all the eyes goIt's all eyes on me but got my eyes closedI don't wanna see the painI'm losing my way, I'm losing my weightI'm losing what I weighI might turn to booze and refusing to prayIt's like they got a cruel sense of humor todayDamn, I wake up feeling lightheadedMy brain gone, feeling like I misplaced the *I curb my appetite for happinessIt's * up, nigga, I'm not gonna do it againI'm used to the crazy *But only my guy get to judge meY'all can't put me on trial, nigga, case dismissedY'all eavesdropping on my conversation with myselfAll I'm saying is thisI got a quick temper and a short fuse* your opinions and * your viewsI don't really give a * what you may sayI'm just trying not to lose my wayI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm tryingI'm trying not to lose my wayI need rest, hardest way to get out of this placeErasing inside my chestTrying to figure out where the lag on nextI'm trying not to lose my wayBehind my stressI could feel worse, but I'm trying my bestWhere do I go, man, right or left?I'm trying not to lose my waySmoking weed till I abuse my healthLife hits to leave you with a worse bruise than BeltonIf it's me or you, of course I'ma choose myselfI need time to find me before I lose myselfMy patience is short cause my money short, you seeI'm short but I don't give a *, life is short tooTo keep it 100 with hatersI'm a new port, I like to keep it shortSo nigga, * youCause I got a quick temper and a short fuse* your opinions and * your viewsI don't really give a * what you may sayI'm just trying not to lose my wayI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm just tryingI'm just trying, I'm tryingI'm trying not to lose my wayI need rest, hardest way to get out of this placeErasing inside my chestTrying to figure out where the lag on nextI'm trying not to lose my wayI'm trying not to lose my wayI hide my stressI couldn't feel worse but I'm trying my bestWhere do I go, be it right or leftI'm trying not to lose my wayLeonardo da VinciIf they can't draw me, they sketch meIf they can't sketch me, they paint meWhy you gotta make me the bad guy?Leonardo da VinciIf they can't draw me, they sketch meIf they can't sketch me, they paint meWhy you gotta make me the bad guy?But now your opinions can cut me a checkThat'll be the day I give up my lifeIf they can't draw me, they sketch meIf they can't sketch me, they paint meThat'll be the day I give up my lifeBut now your opinions can cut me a checkThat'll be the day I give up my life