So tired of everything, from my home to my spot in this game
Head hung low, wallow in pain seen better days but tomorrows the same.
Im tired of tellin doctors new lies so they can decipher my symptoms
And im tired of them lookin at my problems cock-eyed and dismiss em’.
I try to envision life better but theres still smoke in front of my eyes
Strained for those visions so hard I’ve become one with the blind.
Im tired of watchin Obama on the television with change
Im tired of him terrorizing our nation like you mispellin his name,
Im one jail cell from insane, this broken down shack livin with rats
Backstabbed constantly so yeah I guess im livin with rats.
I changed my face like Mike Jackson adaptin to y’all,
But when I need you the most, let me go, slip back n’ I fall.
Im tired of being tired but cant get any sleep in the night
Im tired of Woods and James still famous after they cheat on their wives,
People say ive become someone else, true im exceptin defeat
Im not myself anymore, then who the hell you expect me to be?
Im sick of hearing shitting emcee’s, thinkin they representin real rap
I kinda laugh then get mad like I can write better than that.
My life’s an oxymoron, families baked no heat in the stove
Continue to pray to god, but I don’t believe in him so…
Im tired of handling every situation embracing with fists
And the closest I feel to life is with the razor to my wrists,
Maybe some day I wont be tired and forget everything ive said
But I fear that days in the hospital bed, gone and im dead.