Chorus Bad things have happend thats just the start So all of these emotions are pouring from my heart I put them in a song for you, to make this right This is the Themesong for my life The Themesong for my life Verse 1 I got ninety nine problems and a bitch aint one My life not awesome but its better than none Was about to blossom but the spring has gone No more playing possum Id rather hold the gun And start killing shit thats just a metaphors For when I rap and spit like youve never heard before Especially from a Britt who writ this musical score Because I must admit this is the music I adore Since my mother died Ive not liked life Cause every time someone asks if Im alright I lie say Im fine I am most of the time But sometimes at night I cant sleep till it light Reaching full potential on this album experimental So being perfect is an essential credential Showing how my mental is quintessential And use this as a stencil to be influential Verse 2 I want to be the best like no one ever was I want to feel blessed and baptised in applause Instead my head is messed with depressing thoughts So I set off on my quest with my mighty sword Fighting off my daemons which help grow my woes Fighting to be a freeman and to expose my foes Covering girls in semen, God knows the path I chose Used to play Pokemon now I poke your mum Using my humour as a coping mechanism From all of these rumours and all these criticisms Feels like I got a Tumour head hurts from pessimism Always been a late bloomer Im just that type of organism In the prime of my life how come it sucks so much Apart from my future wife and her soft touch Bad luck seems to be rife I guess thats just as such Even these words I write sound like double Dutch Verse 3 Stayed away from drugs and alcoholism Caged up like a thug and ending up in prison Yet all I do is shrug and act like Im not driven So I dont seem smug from the luck Im given Need to stop stressing about my depression And need to stop guessing the cause of my aggression Another digression misrepresenting And wrongly assessing the situation Will always be awkward with everything I do Even in a song authored by me for you Like a gift offered in a way brand new A gift in altered from my heart true Now my theme song is ending so I can tell my story The battle has descended so I fight for glory The story un amended even by history But if youre ever offended I wont be sorry Outro Shout out to kid cudi
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