I'm the son of a good woman and selfish man,
see what I'm becoming now I'm just like my dad,
bet he started out with dreams, just like I had,
I'm scared of writing in a bachelor's pad,

Mind my own business, I don't like my own company,
too many demons come for me, with plans of jumping me
now what could comfort me, and cure all my cares,
I'm reaching out for you at night, but shit you're never there,

forever swear that i'll be better, just to weather the rain,
I get two fucking minutes just to measure my shames,
See this one song'll change nothing, I stay bluffing,
Trying to push to you my tracks, and quick my trains coming,
don't upgrade it a bandwagon, my hands dragging a grand plan
of my raps having a damn grand in my bank stacking,
but fans back-slapping, turns to back-stabbing,
soon you'll be caesar, bleeding
how the fuck did that happen?

see I'm bringing out my bad side
and I don't know about my past lives,
and I don't know if Karma's gonna have me chastised,
Trying to get paradise, Peter'll need some mad bribes,
I apologise for the sad vibes,
aint been the same since my Grandad's died,
I still feel alone, I guess Celia's right,
I've starved my own life for what I feed to the mic,

so when the beat hits I'm needing to write,
Rap a bandage for the bad dreams, I bleed in the night,
just believe what you like, all i'm asking if you love me
my rhymes are beautiful, my insides are ugly
but you never know what you want, until its maybe its gone
and if you want more it than anyone than play them in the song,
i'm the son of a good woman and a selfish man,
hanging off the ledge, I need a helping hand,