All In My Head (feat. Royce Da 5'9" and Kobe)

Quarter on the loose
 Loose quarter
 Few questions I ask myself
 Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
 Maybe it wouldn't had started at all if I had your life
 Maybe it was needed or I was thinking immorally
 If I wasn't myself could I say I gave the fans All of Me?
 Can't decide if I'm more ashamed of what this all mean
 Than I am of ignoring all the lessons that was taught to me
 Headed up field but couldn't dodge the last tackler
 High to the floor we thinkin moves her ass backwards
 How could I do with no regrets at all, willing to bet it all
 Not realize that quicker demise, how could I neglect it all?
 I'm so seasonal, some of you knew what to bring back
 With a heart this cold, how'd ya'll think I'd be receptive to fall
 I'm plenty comfortable when danger's around
 And even more so when strangers around
 In a bigger picture, was sicker down on my triggers
 And all the alarm enforcers
 Down to a nigga, that I'm about for drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
 Life and death, I tried to lynch myself
 Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
 But really the folk that loved me, they could tell I was loakin
 I couldn't see him, cry me a river cuz it fell in the ocean
 Numb to my words now, maybe felt it was open
 I cut so many people who was through, I need help with devotion
 That's just some of the things I ask my Lord the savior
 And when He calls to me, well He have done us all a favor
 How did I make it here?
 Who I are?
 I feel so lost
 Now I'm not seeing it clear
 Is it my fault?
 Is it my fault?
 It's all in my head
 I'm looking around like this can't be happening
 Round of applause for the angry rappers
 Lord my girl cried me a flood then me a river
 That's love depending on me when I'm a dependent on liquor
 I'm up in the shoe store, she got no love to show
 You ever look at a bitch she was fucking behind your bitch back like fuck I was fuckin you for, come on
 I'm an artist so I'm intelligent
 I would tell you to do some soul searchin
 But it's hangin up in my closet with your skeleton
 That's gotta be a god's work, even a diamond gotta be polished first
 The quarter is on the loose and I ain't been out here getting my dollars' worth
 I had to remove the goggles first
 To see through the sippin patrone and 50 phonies fool
 I need to go get me a kidney doner
 Guru, Nate Dogg, go head blink your eye
 Your doctor told me you close, go ahead drink and die
 Buried under the stone where the patrone 5th sits by
 That reads hella somebody who never wanted to be this guy
 They say knowledge is power, great cuz every day I learn
 As of late been having revelations bout this hate turn
 Hate the way they judge me, 2 I got the case adjourned
 Hated the belly of the beast to I became it's tapeworm
 When I said I'd stop getting high tried to say it's done
 No, I'm the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
 They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
 If I'm out my mind how can I be in sanity?
 The people used to say that I was scared of progress
 They don't know how hard a nigga tried to advance
 But I don't know who's more to blame
 Is it them for really not knowing me
 Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
 Get too close, be too big of a threat
 Now it's been little than no time
 Thinking why I ain't get rid of you yet
 Gotta recognize my maturity
 Gotta see I'm grown
 Letting my skeletons out the closet just so I never be alone
 Since I got trust issues I won't discuss with you
 Besides God tell me who the fuck's supposed to save you
 Pop one, have one man to man, what's going after the light's out?
 Somewhere in his head probly feel it in his place too
 Plus more people will see me soon
 I mean I'll be on national TV soon
 So when I ask if people I have around are cancer for me
 That's 4 million more that might be able to answer for me
 Joe