Yeah Depression, anxiety got ahold of me 'Cause people say they want the older me Well, I'm thirty, this the oldest me Behold it's me, the piece of shit that's not good enough Not black enough, not hood enough Not rich enough, not poor enough My heart has poured enough I been beaten and battered, my confidence shattered Been broken and tattered I'm constantly second guessin' if my profession is worth it on my mental state Writin' this from a dark place with humility and grace Peace, love, and positivity was my nativity But now when socials are in my vicinity I'm not runnin' from the internet My god, I was at his birth, I've been a vet Goin' berserk like Peter down at InterTech, yo, ayy It's deeper than the surface, I'm searchin' for purpose I'm tired of searchin' for logic and Googlin' purposes to read that I'm worthless I remember makin' music alone, just a pen and a microphone But nowadays it's hard to get in the zone Writin' rhymes was easy before the fame Now I'm constantly overthinkin' every line, it's a shame Rap used to fill me with joy, now it's nothin' but pain I'm stuck in the game, tryna get back from where I came I write this letter for the person who's listenin' Fed up and tired of people dismissin' 'em, I'm with you I been through what you been through And no amount of money can take away the feelin' of insecurity Only through maturity can we overcome Feel like I've been overrun, feel like it's over, I'm done Whoever told you success gon' make you happy? You been lied to All of my dreams came true but I bleed and cry too Never been perfect, I failed every time I tried to Feelin' hated and underappreciated Every time I look in the mirror, I wonder, "Why you?" Shit, I'd love to end this on some positive shit Hit you with punchlines instead of some derogative shit But it's okay to be sad sometimes and tired of shit, I guess And people say, "Well you're just out for money" I say, "That's none of your business" You see, a lot of people don't feel happy Unless they have another thing beyond money, which is called status And status, to a very large extent in our economy consists in In having this thing, that thing, the other thing, and having a swimming pool A, uh, Ferrari, uh, some kind of clothes and uh, some kind of house And so on, and so on, and so on And we think, uh, we need all that Because we haven't asked ourselves whether that was what we really wanted They all think they gotta have this, they gotta have that And uh, they don't really want it If they sat back and considered, "Do I need all that? Is this trip really necessary?" They would come to the conclusion it wasn't, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Writing some raps from an empty place I'm losing my grace, in everyday i wake up, looking up at the mirror i see my fading face Alot of passing names Alot of missing aim My dreams are going with waves Can't do shit with these lames
Youre a legend for this
Great work
Yeah
Depression, anxiety got ahold of me
'Cause people say they want the older me
Well, I'm thirty, this the oldest me
Behold it's me, the piece of shit that's not good enough
Not black enough, not hood enough
Not rich enough, not poor enough
My heart has poured enough
I been beaten and battered, my confidence shattered
Been broken and tattered
I'm constantly second guessin' if my profession is worth it on my mental state
Writin' this from a dark place with humility and grace
Peace, love, and positivity was my nativity
But now when socials are in my vicinity
I'm not runnin' from the internet
My god, I was at his birth, I've been a vet
Goin' berserk like Peter down at InterTech, yo, ayy
It's deeper than the surface, I'm searchin' for purpose
I'm tired of searchin' for logic and Googlin' purposes to read that I'm worthless
I remember makin' music alone, just a pen and a microphone
But nowadays it's hard to get in the zone
Writin' rhymes was easy before the fame
Now I'm constantly overthinkin' every line, it's a shame
Rap used to fill me with joy, now it's nothin' but pain
I'm stuck in the game, tryna get back from where I came
I write this letter for the person who's listenin'
Fed up and tired of people dismissin' 'em, I'm with you
I been through what you been through
And no amount of money can take away the feelin' of insecurity
Only through maturity can we overcome
Feel like I've been overrun, feel like it's over, I'm done
Whoever told you success gon' make you happy? You been lied to
All of my dreams came true but I bleed and cry too
Never been perfect, I failed every time I tried to
Feelin' hated and underappreciated
Every time I look in the mirror, I wonder, "Why you?"
Shit, I'd love to end this on some positive shit
Hit you with punchlines instead of some derogative shit
But it's okay to be sad sometimes and tired of shit, I guess
And people say, "Well you're just out for money"
I say, "That's none of your business"
You see, a lot of people don't feel happy
Unless they have another thing beyond money, which is called status
And status, to a very large extent in our economy consists in
In having this thing, that thing, the other thing, and having a swimming pool
A, uh, Ferrari, uh, some kind of clothes and uh, some kind of house
And so on, and so on, and so on
And we think, uh, we need all that
Because we haven't asked ourselves whether that was what we really wanted
They all think they gotta have this, they gotta have that
And uh, they don't really want it
If they sat back and considered, "Do I need all that? Is this trip really necessary?"
They would come to the conclusion it wasn't, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
This is amazing
Probably better than any other instrumental
Your really talented 🔥🔥🔥
im very happy that you constructed this instrumental. I craved for it
I need to download!!! AHHHH
Amazing Instrumental!!, wanted to ask if your instrumentals could be used for a future video of mine ofc with credit!.
yes ofc make sure to credit Logic as well
Writing some raps from an empty place
I'm losing my grace, in everyday i wake up, looking up at the mirror i see my fading face
Alot of passing names
Alot of missing aim
My dreams are going with waves
Can't do shit with these lames
Sadly if you listen to these with AirPods it’ll pick up logics voice more clearly and it ruins it oof
put some respect on logics name bruh
@@scarletwulfmusicthink he meant the instrumental itself meaning it’s not as clear