Fake It

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