Alone With Me

Lyrics

Marcus fucking Hopson, my guy, what up?
 Don't mean to intervene
 How are things going?
 Talk to me, how you livin' G?
 You look so confused right now
 Do you remember me?
 'Cause I've been with you since a teen, fuckin' you up mentally
 I love it (I do) stayin' inside your head, where the rent is free
 I'm just here to make sure you keep all your crazy tendencies
 Look at yourself in disbelief, struggle with your identity
 Stuck in depression until you diagnosed with it clinically
 How's your love life? It's still a trifling mess?
 Nigga you 35, you haven't found a wifey yet?
 I mean, if I was you, would I be stressed? Y-E-S
 I guess a mail-order bride is nice, it might be best
 So how did you manage to get rich, yet be so empty?
 Constantly stuck in a deep old frenzy
 Maybe your ego ain't eco-friendly
 Bro, you got a life that we don't envy
 And I bet suicide must be so tempting, do it
 Wait, hold up (damn)
 Fuck's wrong with me?
 I can't leave me alone with me
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 Wait, hold up (shit)
 Stop controlling me
 I don't know who I'm supposed to be
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 So how's the rap life?
 Do people enjoy your music?
 Or you still spitting that bullshit to destroy the youth with?
 Be honest, you live in the shadow of Joyner Lucas (oh-oh)
 You jealous? I know that you are, my point is proven
 Fuck happened to you?
 You was spittin' so cold
 You was the Ill Mind of Hopsin on the list with the GOATs
 Then you fell off, you should've took a different approach (aw)
 I hate to say it, but you'll never be like Kendrick or Cole, nigga
 It's fucked up, that isn't fair, Marcus
 I'm hoping that God will answer your prayers, Marcus
 But even if he does, the chances are rare
 That you'll have hands in the air headlining Madison Square Garden
 Nigga put the mic' down, don't you fight this fight
 'Cause you the corny rapper only weird white kids like
 So every time the blogs post you, the comments gon' roast you
 I would rather be dead than be caught livin' in your shoes
 Wait, hold up (I'm tripping)
 Fuck's wrong with me?
 I can't leave me alone with me
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 Wait, hold up (please stop)
 Stop controlling me
 I don't know who I'm supposed to be
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 A'ight, I got an idea, I'll tell you how it works
 It's gonna sound a little outrageous, but hear me out first
 You turn your phone off for two weeks
 And start an outburst of worried family members
 Which leads to a local town search
 But when they find you, you're dead inside of your crib
 With a letter that says goodbye to your kid
 But you don't get to see him anyway 'cause your ex is wildin' and shit
 So in his little head, it's like you already died, it's a trip
 While you reside in Heaven or Hell, which ever side that it is
 Your baby mom's a regret, that shit you never tried to get fixed
 If you're alive, chances are she'll never try to repent
 I'm just tryna show you ways to exercise your revenge
 All you want is love, right?
 Well, you gon' have to get some balls
 Shoot your fuckin' brains out until they splat against the walls
 I mean it has to hit the blogs and all your fans will get involved
 And you'll be missed, 'cause people don't know what they have until it's lost
 Hug your dad and kiss your mom
 Before this transition is done into the new life
 Your current one is trash, it isn't fun
 Yeah, everybody got problems and we all fightin' this big war
 But your problems are different, you got nothin' to live for
 Wait, hold up (oh no)
 Fuck's wrong with me?
 I can't leave me alone with me
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 Wait, hold up (please stop)
 Stop controlling me
 I don't know who I'm supposed to be
 I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
 It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror
 What I'm thinking, what you're thinking is not the important thing
 We're alive right now, that is the important thing
 It is important that you focus on this fundamental sense of aliveness within you
 And then you'll see there's a natural distance between you and your thought process
 Once you create a living space between you and your mind
 Between you and your body, this is the end of something
 Don't identify any thought as negative
 Because it's just a thought, who told you it's negative?
 It's a thought, you're making it up
 Maybe you like it, what's the problem?
 If you understand it's just a thought, it has no power
 If you think it's a reality, then it destroys you
 

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Duration
04:21
Key
1
Tempo
89 BPM

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