Ego Death - Quadeca

I know I got an ego

Must be something in my brain

If I didn’t, I’d probably go insane

I’m sorry I’m an asshole

That’s just how the raps go

Sorry that I do this shit everyday… Day… day-da-day-ddddd

Yeah, I’m on my ego death

I had to reassess

I had to resurrect yeah uh

I just wanna be the best

But I had to reassess

Is that why I’m feeling less?

My songs are bipolar like Ye

They think they controlling my fate

Cut all the chatter, no, yall are not rappers

You just some ad-libbers like Ay huh

I just pulled up, back in black

Drop a hit, they react to that

Now they see this and they acting mad

Like I’m Kanye in a MAGA hat

I’m so alone, see

I’ve always been one and only

Even back when this gold chain was made out of macaroni

Now they always asking me, what happened to the old me?

I wish I could’ve told him goodbye, wish he could know me

Wish that I could tell you bout how everyone would know you

And tell you it’s worth it, despite everything they told you

Crying silent in your pillow saying «I wish I was homeschooled»

Too afraid to sing your songs because you thought that they would roast you

I was nine

Friends told me I would go lose

Now it’s time

I think I gotta show you

That’s my mind

Say I don’t care but I so do

Having trouble walking up a mile in my own shoes

Never used to bet on me and now they like «I owe you,»

Looking back at them like «dafuq?

I do not know you»

When I make a milly mufucker I’ma show you

For what I had to go through

It feel like I’m supposed to

Ego

I don’t

Need no

Other people

In my trio

Myself

I and

Me tho

We know

We don’t

Need no

Kilos

My watch

Frio

I’m on my ego death

But I let it breathe again

Yeah I let it resurrect

Yeah uh

I just wanna be the best

But I had to reassess

Is that why I’m feeling less?

yeah

On the way

All okay

Only a

Call away

Feeling like a God on my Charlemagne

I really think they want my presence like a holiday

But I think I need to learn when to walk away

Man I got so many problems but I wanna stay

Without acknowledging how often I have gone astray

First step is denial but I’m over that

And I’ve accepted it already but it holds me back yeah

Back yeah

Slurring my words I been moving too fast yeah

Fast yeah

Maybe I don’t wanna share it like that yeah

That’s facts yeah

I need to stop checking all of the stats, like that, like that yeah ay

I’m on my ego death

I had to reassess

I had to resurrect yeah uh

I just wanna be the best

But I had to reassess

Is that why I’m feeling less?

I got 40,000 comments this week

At least 5,000 said that I should kill myself, I’m a freak, I’m too weak,

I’m a leech

And all my music fucking sucks, I’m a geek

I’m everything they want me to be and that’s the problem with me

So when they say you got a ego, tell em thank the fucking lord

Cause if you didn’t you’d be suffering

You’d be stuck there on the floor with nothing more

At least I’m out here smiling in the quicksand

Take your head out of that pillow, one day you gone be the big man

In the dark

I stare into mirrors for hours

Until I can’t recognize myself

A dissonant reflection

Both a sober and a sobering hallucination