Piece of Mind 4 - Witt Lowry

I hate it when you’re here but you’re not here

Hate it when your friends turn to old peers

Hate it when you talk but you don’t hear

Hate it when your energy feels weird

Last time I think I laughed, it was last year

Made more money last month than the past year

When everything feels fake, only facts here

I remember working back as a cashier, simpler times

Now it’s been three weeks, still the page is empty

They hang on every word I fuckin' say

While I appreciate you, wait for my perspective

Gotta keep it real, there’s somethin' else in play

Somethin' I can’t explain, yeah

Like the lyrics I find in my mind were put in my brain, damn

Is it really that deep?

Maybe it’s me

Then one day, I came across what the Romans believed

And even the Greek

You see, they believe we create from our Genii

It’s not in our genes, that got me to think

'Bout rappers who claim that they’re more than just human

Promote what they pour in their drink

Was makin' me think, I needed a substance to create

With somethin' that wasn’t in me

But pardon me, please

Fuck all that nonsense

I believe that my music is bigger than me

If I’m bein' honest

And I think that it’s lame for an artist

To claim they’re a god or a goddess

Because that type of thinkin' is silently killing off all of our artists

While the industry profit, fillin' their wallets, damn

Feel like I’m on a hamster wheel

While I focus on makin' the music

You don’t need your hands to feel

Is it fair when we follow our passion

We barely can land a meal?

In an industry where they can take

They don’t need hands to steal!

They told me, «Go get a degree!»

Was stupid for followin' dreams

Your job was to push me to think

Instead you’re just hurdling sheep

I spill out my soul into ink

I told 'em I need to pursue what I love

If not, then I’m makin' this money for what?

Buy shit from a brand led by someone that does

I needed to find out who I really was, now…

They would never get it

Said I couldn’t do it, so they were shook when I did it

They never could see the vision, they never wanted me winnin'

I never need an opinion, I never was one to fit it

Too fast to follow along, then I’ll bring it back in a minute

I take the beat for a trip and I’ll bring it back when I’m finished

I see my room as a womb, and I build and grow while I’m in it

I’m livin', but am I livin'?

I can’t even tell the difference

Since the last four lines, it’s been about one week

Anxiety hit me real hard, and I think

I’ve been sacrificin' my own mental to prove

The potential in me with the music they seek

'Cause the more that I’m makin', the more that they need

The more that I’m open, the more that I bleed

The more that they’re lyin', the less I believe

The more that I please 'em, the less that I’m me

I been back and forth, daily

Am I even making art, or did the art make me?

No wonder why I’m feelin' lost lately

Do they hate the art, or do they really hate me?

They’re so negative on the daily

But I don’t need your help, to me I’m twice as mean

Yeah, I’m twice as mean, it’s seemin' like your dream

Is really only takin' shots at my self-esteem, mo’fucker!

You question why you should care

Like, «This don’t affect what I do»

But maybe, just maybe, if you change your thinkin'

Then you would find you’d start believin' in you

You see, as a human, you’re made to create

Not just sit at a desk with some paper and glue

And maybe, just maybe, we do have a genius

So all of the blame and the praise is for two, damn

So, who am I when the world tells me who I should be?

Look around, you’ll see ideas are essential as air and sleep

Everything you see, it came from the mind of a human being

That’s mind-blowin', you’re not your mistakes or the fears you think

And I think, I need to pray and take care of myself more

Deep hidden in my mind’s where you’ll find Piece of Mind 4