Fake It - Cryptic Wisdom

I think there’s something wrong with me, I feel crazy

And I don’t seem to get along with people these days

See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)

Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it)

Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it)

Life is only everything you make it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)

I’ve just gotta know, what is it you want from me

It’s a slippery slope, tryna bleed you and it’s haunting me

Every night I sleep, praying that I wake

To be the man I want to be and rap another day

I won’t ever give up, I pray I don’t give in

To what I contemplate when I’m debating all my sins

I should rob a bank, I should have been a felon

I should have made a living faking everything I’m selling

Would I go back to my old past if I know that

If I go back that I won’t last if I fold that’s when I go fast

To a cold bag with a toe tag

Home grown, I’m so low, solo though I smoke grass

And it’s so sad, I’m a nomad

But I’m so trapped in my own madness

Something’s gotta give, I ain’t afraid to

Y’all know more about me than I do, even the pain too

I know you’ve been missing all these pictures that I paint you

But how was I to hang it up for you if the frame’s loose

I think there’s something wrong with me, I feel crazy

And I don’t seem to get along with people these days

See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)

Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it)

Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it)

Life is only everything you make it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)

People tell me every day that I should write more happy raps

I’m not about to back flip, don’t treat me like an acrobat

Walking on a tight rope, but these days I ain’t half as mad as

When you know I can’t relapse and try to pull me back to that

I’m working, and if you were my fan, you wouldn’t offer me

And when I tell you no, don’t punish me like I’m your property

I don’t work a 9 to 5, I ain’t got a boss to please

And I ain’t gonna jump for you to make you think I’m awesome, G

I’m good, I smoke herb, but only when I’m writing rhymes

Seldom with somebody else, I’m guessing it’s a vice of mine

Never to fight the mind, meditate to find divine

Chemicals cannot sedate my inner hate and rotten spine

It’s more than rap to me, this is my whole life

I only do this for freedom, not your cosign

The darkest corners I live in will be so bright

Sit up in them bleeders with your nose tight

I think there’s something wrong with me, I feel crazy

And I don’t seem to get along with people these days

See it started as a problem for me, now I embrace it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)

Dead bro (fake it) head low (fake it)

Be somebody else 'cause they said so (fake it)

Life is only everything you make it

If I ain’t in the mood dude, I ain’t gonna fake it (fake it)