Letras
Why am I trying so hard?
Every single track I make is a miss
I don't really want to feel this way
The sound that's coming off just never fucking hits
Can't find what I'm looking for
All the different flows I'm trying always out the door
Can't find the fucking reason why I'm always bored
Feel discouraged hope I won't give up and hit the floor (yeah)
Trying different styles, different voices, different rhymes
Still don't like the result and I feel like quitting and I'm not alright
Want to be better, but I can't do shit
My engo bad
I'm still learning a bit
Don't have the time to be making this shit
Wish I was born in a different place
Like New Zealand or United States
It will be much easier to write some text
Can't change my fate
Gotta cope what's next
My accents sucks gotta spit some facts
No more ideas
I'm under attack
The voices are saying that this shit is whack
I gotta dip I gotta pack
Fuck all this shit
This is so sad
Why am I trying so hard?
Every single track I make is a miss
I don't really want to feel this way
The sound that's coming off just never fucking hits
Can't find what I'm looking for
All the different flows I'm trying always out the door
Can't find the fucking reason why I'm always bored
Feel discouraged hope I won't give up and hit the floor (yeah)