They said I'm too black for the white kids, too white for the black kids I'm a prisoner of my mind, I can't escape it My nightmares have become reality, I cannot take it My soul is lost, I have misplaced it I'm a nomad, I have no place to call my own I'm a Jersey baby, yeah, I wrote it down in stone My mother's still there but somewhere else is where I've grown I'm still a Jersey baby, you better watch your tone My soul's been searching for a place to call its own I keep searching for help but there's no one at the phone Around a hundred people, oddly I still feel alone I need someone that's just like me, guess I need a clone On a journey like I'm Dora, someone get the map My music come to me like magic, wrap it off the hat I don't do this music *** that make my pockets fat Just wanna share this moment with you like a hashtag This life I'm living, I slowly start to hate it Got me going crazy, I'm here self-medicating With all the weed and the liquor and the bull*** And I get it from the niggas that I'm cool with Crazy, right? The ones you trust Supposed to save you, supposed to hold you up I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win Conversations with myself can get a little dark I used to tell myself that I should follow my heart You know with love, it's never too late to start The sooner the better but I've been behind lately My closest friends are the only ones who don't hate me If suddenly I was lost, would someone save me? Or pray for me? I don't know, maybe I realize now I compromise my own safety When I get these dark thoughts in my head Late night in the bed, crazy *** that I done said Had me barely sleeping, wonder where I feel the way I feel ***, I'm black in America, that's enough said I wanna make this world more accepted for my children The blacker the berry, the more the soul needs healing I'm hoping one day soon there's no one with this feeling Put your lighters in the air, raise them to the ceiling This life I'm living, I slowly start to hate it Got me going crazy, I hit self-medicating With all the weed and the liquor and the bull*** And I get it from the niggas that I'm cool with Crazy, right? The ones you trust, supposed to save you Supposed to hold you up I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win This life I'm living, I slowly start to hate it Got me going crazy, I hit self-medicating With all the weed and the liquor and the bull*** And I get it from the niggas that I'm cool with Crazy, right? The ones you trust, supposed to save you Supposed to hold you up I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win I got a battle where my soul is getting hard to win Uh, excuse me, Father I just think I need some help Can you give me just a couple words? It's getting hard to say myself Hello, Father, can you hear me? Was that really you in my dreams recently? Was that really you that was talking to me? It was a dream, but in that dream, I think I had a dream I hope that it was you, God I hope that it was you I hope that it was you, God I hope that it was you