I'm Gonna Make It

[Eye G]

[Verse 1]
Problems keeps phasing me as if i have become its bitch
no peace on mind it just keeps on fucking summing this shit
when i dare to salvage one the others puts addendum which
is driving me crazy like a drunk driver gearing its seat

don't know when i'll hit the curb or may even face an explosion
it may split me up since my life has embraced an implosion
theres no remedy to cease this growing fucking destructi-on/un
consciously i think god is behind these going instruction

when i sketch vision to lift myself up like an elevator
i face fluctuation on my fucking psyche and in an abattoir
i can see my heart being mutilated into pieces & scatter
& body's facing doom in the war between souls terror

am i a demon ? this is what i question my self in hell
don't i deserve to be free or do i need an elf to tell ?
to prove i'm good & well deserving on getting respect
or god is behind my fragmentation & discriminate

[Verse 2]
I don't have any friends even to brace my emotion
the way i think they can't defy my pacing devotion
when i mumble words they be like for the god shake you stop
so i just try to stay aloof & put a brake and pause

so to control myself i hold the blunt & light it up
to fuck the lights of hope & confront iginiting up
my brain until these cells are damaged while i'll be thinking
just let em ashes blow away ravaged along gust of a wind

I'm too depressed & frustrated with my going life
life has become a pain in my ass its hoeing right
i know i shouldn't get depressed but i can't aid maself
thou i'm trying to drink the pain but i'm planting a fail-ure

I can't bother my family now i'm well grown to do
sort em problems out on my own coz its so scornful
but don't know when my body got thud on way by truck
my soul took off i'm just a left corpse I'm dead i can't wake up