I be up all night cuz I don't like to sleep alone//
My thoughts keep me awake & my mind roams//
The catacombs of my brain hide scary things//
Trynna drown out the dark memories//
I try to ignore it but its too strong//
Only way to escape it is to put it in song//
So I now I got more tracks than metro rail//
I found my piece of heaven by spitting my hell//
This is not a mixtape, its more like therapy//
Its your job to listen and takes notes for me//
So what you think doc, am I crazy//
C "dot", I write ink blots on the daily//
I see dead people, well, not really//
Just people who dead to me mentally//
Gone but not forgotten, I still miss them//
Times up, see you next week, pencil me in//
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