Pouya - The First Step of Becoming God Is A Bottle to the Face

Why do I do the things I do to myself? The pressure on my soul is damaging my health I know these rappers coming for my belt Cutthroat 'cause you can't fit too much on that top shelf So everybody wanna bump heads, money come rollin' in Relationships get questioned, do you even know your friends? Baby mama, hold my hand, tell me that it's gonna end Look up, tell me God is great, then, baby, why the sky so grey? Lay my head in your lap, as you caress my shoulder We get high, then we doze off, wake me up when it's over I'm getting older, don't think I've come to terms yet Still searching for my purpose wondering if it's worth it You study one book your entire life and still end up a crook I'm rollin' dice, I come alive at night, I never thought to Look the other way As my demons call my name You know what they say Who am I to blame? They say to think, sleep and breathe deeper Is the only way to avoid meetin' the Grim Reaper Prayin' on my knees until I crease my sneakers Can anybody out there hear me? Should I speak up? I'm pacing back and forth Like it's a sport with sweat dripping down my face The weight of the world is on my chest and I just wanna walk away I've been betrayed, swayed and played Face-to-face by the ones who say they love me the most But now I know that blood was never thick as water See my friends die slowly in front of my eyes See the pain and agony through every smile that I encounter Back of the tour bus with the blue pills, dollar bills, and dancers Back at home, second hand, strugglin' with cancer Almost felt like it was me, how could I be so selfish? Thinking about myself but not the one that I'm in love with Damn My heart feel like erupting Barely shedding tears, I had to emphasize my toughness